I never, ever read or hear morning glory without hearing my dad wake me when I was a child, saying, “Morning, Glory!” Your photos just as bright and cheerful as those childhood mornings. Lovely!
So glad it brought a happy memory. When I was growing up morning glory vines twined along the back lane. I loved the beautiful white blossoms. It was only much later that I learned how much gardeners hated this invasive weed. To each her own. :-0
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I never, ever read or hear morning glory without hearing my dad wake me when I was a child, saying, “Morning, Glory!” Your photos just as bright and cheerful as those childhood mornings. Lovely!
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So glad it brought a happy memory. When I was growing up morning glory vines twined along the back lane. I loved the beautiful white blossoms. It was only much later that I learned how much gardeners hated this invasive weed. To each her own. :-0
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You do do dew well.
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Thanks Jeff .. that brought a smile to my winter day. Have you posted any new photos lately? Inquiring minds want to know. 🙂
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