This morning the first morning glory bud was wide open, so I snapped this shot with my cell phone camera. I love the color, a deep, rich purple, with a gentle pink center. There are tiny flower buds on another vine, and I hope they are blue flowers; I imagined a mix of color on the fence. The purple ones sprouted faster, grew faster, and hung tougher than the packet of blue morning glory, though, so I suspect these are purple too!
To me, this is the most beautiful flower in the world today. These little seeds fought hard to survive in sandy, desert-like dirt; were pounded by hurricane-style rains for days when they had just been transplanted from the seed-starter pot to the ground; tolerated the days I forgot to water them; let me coax them up the fence when they wanted to run along the ground; and just to show me they knew what they were doing all along, burst out with this flower just as I was ready to give up.
“The earth laughs in flowers.” — E.E. Cummings