My enthusiastic glory vine
It seems only yesterday that I was posting photos of my glory vine’s last bright red leaves.
It is now a twist of twigs over my rotting pergola, the beams sagging, held together by inexpertly attached shadecloth.
Well it was.
Today, as the bright sunlight of winter shone through I noticed greenery.
It’s budding.
And there are still two red leaves from last season.
Spring has sprung my friends, and we didn’t even have winter.
Well, maybe a day or two of winter.
And that freak storm in March.
Maybe we’ll have winter in spring?
Then my glory vine WILL be confused.
The last red leaves of my glory vine
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I think I need to move to Perth. We have experienced a winter I only remember as a child here in Vic.