Our Angel's trumpet went berserk on us. It's an extraordinary effort for even this tree. After sunset, when the blossoms release an intoxicating perfume, one cannot walk outside without almost feeling assaulted by this foggy odor. The scent wafts through the house even with all windows and doors closed. Even if stifling, it is still pleasant.
Some comparison photos:
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
8 comments:
Woooowwww! And I thought mine had mega blooms. Cannot believe the blooms are as big as Ruthie!!! Luv that pic.
Thanks! The burden is too great for the hot dog! She gave me stank eye.
I planted mine too close to the house and had to remove it when I rebuilt my porch. I need to plant another one! They are wonderful to have.
Want cuttings from mine? I have a yellow smelly and a white one. Just stick a branch in a pot over winter and wait through the ugly dead-looking time and you will have yourself some Angel's Trumpets in no time!
We have the same shaped middle finger...
I never noticed before. Miss you love you
Well whaddya know. I guess you ain't from the milk man afterall.
nik - sign me up! I would love some cuttings of that divine specimen of floribundance
Well, I have the yellow, which is very perfumy and then there is the white which is not so much perfumy. You choose or I can make both.
Post a Comment