This tree, called an Angel’s Trumpet (Brugmansia), is either the loveliest thing in my yard or the ugliest. When it’s in flower, it’s beautiful. When it’s not, it’s a knobby, scrawny, baldish looking thing.
The other day it was in the latter condition and I offered my neighbor a cutting. He looked at it, made a face, and said he’d get back to me later. He never did. But then it bloomed. 🙂
So the moral of this story is . . . in time, it blooms. Hang in there through the scrawny days.
I’m heading out of town today–going to spend a few days in Chicago, working on a project. Will be in touch later. 🙂