Anastasia paused to think about the lies and deceit that defined her youth. Yes, she had a beautiful yard now with a perfect wisteria to rest under in the increasingly warm spring days. But, was it worth it?
I came home the other day and found this on the corner of the house. It has long since removed part of the outside panelling of the house, but we can't bring ourselves to destroy it. Actually, Barry destroyed it fairly regularly for a couple of decades until he saw it bloom. Then, he let it go unrestrained and we discovered that it had wound itself inside the corner board. Of course, by then the damage was done, and the cats had done their own set of damage anyway by using it as a sharpening pole. Either way, it's wonderful to come home to this sight, and the intoxicatingly sweet air that is under it.
My plan is to have a pergola of sorts that the wisteria can climb along. That offer much needed shade, and the thought of these blooms dangling overhead all across the patio is a goal worth having.
In the meantime, I took some pictures. It's odd that the blooms came before the leaves. Maybe we'll get more blooms later. That would make for a Very Happy Summer.