06 August 2007

glory in the morning

when i was a kid we had morning glories by our back door. i was fascinated with the heart shaped leaves and always thought the plant was magic the way the flowers unfurled with the sun and then closed up tightly later in the day. this summers plants climb an old ladder in a place where there is very little light. yet each morning i am greeted by bright blue trumpets scattered on the vine.

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