The backyard is heavy with the scent of magnolia blossoms. Briefly I feel drunk, swimming in the sweet smell and humid air.
The catalpa is flowering. This is the first year it has flowered. Small, white, trumpet-shaped, with some purple and yellow markings.
I snapped some pictures throughout the yard. O, I have many I want to post. It will be a while, though, as our main computer (which has the photo software) is temporarily unavailable. Sadly, the fan died Sunday.
3 years ago
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Where did you get your catalpa tree?
The bulk of our landscaping (especially the trees and larger shrubs) was picked out and planted by Daniel Oxnard, a carefree soul who loves plants and really loves native plants. That catalpa was a two-pronged stick when he put in the ground. I was a bit skeptical, but it has turned out to be a showcase of the yard, by far the fastest growing tree. The next time I get in touch with Daniel (that carefree nature of his means he doesn't believe in modern communication modes), I'll ask where he got the catalpa.
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