If you are within reach of the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, the wisteria has not, in fact, peaked. These were taken two days ago and today might be It. The sun is out after a week of soaking, English rain.
These were at the entrance to the rose garden where a spicily scented single yellow rose has opened.
With well-trimmed yew hedges at their feet, two banks of wisteria flank the steps down to the lilac garden.
The air was mauve with wisteria perfume.
If you enter from the Eastern Boulevard gates, it is the series of wisterias on pergolas that were not fully open yet.
Eueka !!!!
ReplyDeleteBeence has restored the comments and now I can comment on the gorgeous wisteria which simply does not do well at the bottom of Africa
Hen!
ReplyDeleteWell, that's nice. A comment from my Marmee and an appointment for my oath-swearing ceremony in the same day :-)
The wisteria in Bloemfontein was beautiful!
We used to have a beefwood (casuarina) just outside our house - it was by far the tallest tree in the garden. A wisteria grew beside it, forsaking its pergola to entangle itself with the tree, very much like a squid struggling against whale. So whenever I think of wisteria, I remember the strange effect of bunches of blue flowers peering out between the needles.
ReplyDeleteThe tree came down last year, along with the wisteria. We now have a plantation of basil and parsley instead.
I used to have a big lilac tree in my backyard in San Francisco. Now I think I might have had a big wisteria tree instead. Whatever it was, it smelled lovely.
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