With little time for blogging recently it's only the exceptional
occurrence that rouses me to put finger to keyboard. This morning was
such a case.
We've had some warm weather recently and this was the sight that greeted me when I let the dogs out.
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Ipomea indica on my house wall |
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Ipomea indica on my house wall |
The true perennial Morning Glory, a weed in warmer parts of the world, but a true exotic in cool, wet England. It's acted as a returning perennial for the last eight years but only really gets into it's stride in September - and is then dependent on warmer nights to produce the largest flowers in any abundance.
Last night was a warm night.