The Flower Lady remarked the other day that the wisterias have been exceptionally beautiful this year, and I agree. Of course, here in Zone 7 they peaked 3 or 4 weeks ago, but we photographed some beautiful examples.
Tomorrow, the FL and I celebrate our Engagement Anniversary. Don't snicker, men-- you should celebrate the day. Maybe it was the first time in your life you stepped up to the plate; maybe, for once in your life, you did the right thing. So mark the occasion: you might not be the damfool you think you are.
The Flower Lady became mine on a Friday long ago. We both had taken the day off to visit Longwood Gardens. And it rained. Hard. I was hoping to propose in the rather grand setting of the Italian Fountains, but-- it's quite open there and water was already pouring down all over us. So I shepherded her into the Wisteria Garden. A tall wooden structure there supports the massive vines. A wooden structure with nine square feet of roof creating the only dry spot in the whole gardens. In that spot was a wrought-iron bench for two. I didn't hesitate.
And-- The Flower Lady said "Yes." End of, no, beginning of--blessed beginning of--story.
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