After much wishin’ and hopin’ and thinkin’ and prayin’ and plannin’ and dreamin’ on my part, one of my poor little rootbound convolvulus plants on the patio has decided to bloom.
The plant itself looks a little awkward and leggy — presumably because it’s outgrown the hanging basket to which I’ve confined it — but the blossom was absolutely worth the wait.
Convolvulus is a member of the morning glory family, except it has a growth habit more like a petunia. Next year, I’m devoting an entire flower bed to nothing but convolvulus, because it’s just beyond gorgeous. This picture doesn’t do it justice. For some reason, when I optimize photos for Web use, the color washes out. The actual color of this blossom is closer to a midnight blue.