Friday’s Passing Fancies: Hail to a Morning Glory

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Before the rain began. (All photos, Cynthia Guenther Richardson)

I awakened today to a wondrous surprise! For weeks the meandering, dainty vine elongated and wove itself among the slats on our second story city balcony. I watered it, occasionally directed the petite stem through more slats and checked for tight flower buds. Nothing but more viny growth. It seemed a bit anemic but tenacious. I felt it might be siphoning off energy from the waiting blossoms but I am not a a knowledgeable gardener…so just encouraged it with attention, words of appreciation. But, still, I was disheartened. They’re such gracious blooms. I wanted them to creep along and brighten the railing with  their trumpeting beauty.

I recalled morning glories we grew when the 5 children were all six and a half years or under. We had strung a dozen strings at the edge of a wide porch, roof edge to open porch floor edge, and planted many seeds with the kids. And before all that long, the vines climbed and the flowers seemed not far behind. A riot of morning glories! Every time we stepped out on that porch we felt so cheered and the children loved watching them do what vines and flowers did, unwinding and climbing, opening to delicious light, shyly boasting of their own beauty. The children felt proud of their part in it.

And then, this morning I stepped out on the balcony  with tea in hand to check potted flowers and plants–behold! A blossom, one tender, radiant blue blossom! I can’t even explain how ridiculously pleased this made me. It might have been due to feeling the twinges of a melancholy that snags me every once in awhile. The weight of the world, the passing of time, a sadness not really given to naming as much as acknowledging as it comes and goes. sadness. Just what I needed–a graceful morning glory. I have admired it off and on the entire day.

You’ll note that photographing wasn’t easy to accomplish. I offer the first one to indicate where I stood while bending over and around. I had to lean over the somewhat rickety balcony to get any shots, be agreeable about a sudden downpour (it felt gentle and good) and I dropped one camera–not the best of my two and not my phone, but still. I’d been talking to my daughter in N. Carolina (where Hurricane Hermine is dumping a ton of water) but ran outside to retrieve it from wet dirt and gravel. Not good to multitask more with two devices already in hand.

But to the point: morning glory, show yourself! If it was a little battered from the rain, I think it will be okay. It still is lovely to me. I suspect there may be more bursting forth.

And a poem aloft on damp winds was caught in the net of my mind–it is below, offered in closing.

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Glory This Morning

I am offered this lesson,
a prescient tale, a warning.
Frail beauty breaks forth
from mysterious strength.
From a small blooming hope grows.
A salve for eyes of sorrow
is seeing with clear heart.

It is another brief report
from earth and sky,
a vivid reminder:
patience and joy require
a turning from self,
abandonment of despair,
willingness to love,
then release.


12 thoughts on “Friday’s Passing Fancies: Hail to a Morning Glory

  1. Such a wonderful way this plant ignites and starts our day with its gift of morning blooms. There is something. special about vines to me, Cynthia. Like winding or curling tendrils of a little girl or long haired boy, so sweet and natural. ❤

  2. What a lovely bit of wild nature you have there. And the pictures are beyond description. The picture of the morning glory spread across the frame is unbelievable. It’s as if the sun is rising from within the flower itself.
    Thank you for sharing!

    1. Paul! Happy you found it as engaging as did I. I took a ton of pictures, trying to capture its changing appearance in the rain. But that yellow “eye” of the center kept glowing and the blue-purple kept being…so rich. Thanks for appreciating. 🙂

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