Wednesday, September 12, 2012

well, maybe a little fanfare

The trumpet vine and I go way back.

It was a colorful part of my childhood in Pennsylvania. We also grew them upstate. I ran into one last week along Gerard Avenue.

It adapts to almost any soil, it’s hardy down to about -30F and it's tolerant of drought, too.

So it’s a natural for the city.

This vacant greensward lot is apparent from the air.

Trumpet vine must be monitored and pruned hard, 
but this one is growing wild.

It takes over without much fanfare.


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