NOT YET BLUE

Here is a little sprig of that little thug, porcelain berry.  This one is a variegated variety acquired through a plant exchange and guaranteed not to be a rampant weed.  The jury is still out when it comes to its invasiveness but when those berries turn from green to porcelain blue...  

MORNING GLORY

Late summer's special treat. Wake up and say it, Morning Glory/Evening Grace. Ipomoeas exist all over the world, I have seen them blooming in ancient crags in Crete and Dubrovnik, on empty beaches in Samaná and Maine, under lamp posts in Philadelphia and Cairo, usually a washed-out purple color. But this beauty, this glorious blue of the morning sky that fills my eyes with Heaven and my soul with gratefulness, climbs and clambers and roams until it reaches my window and peeks in. Could anybody want a better way of waking up?