There are many people who can't wait to escape the South in the heat of summer, but I'm not one of them. To me, there is something magical about the heavy air and even heavier fragrances that one finds in the South at night in the summertime. The rest of you can have that cool mountain air....give me Charleston or New Orleans in July......
Recently, the moon vine on the front arbor has just taken off, on its way to completely covering the structure with a blanket of green. It's not even showing buds yet, so there's still a long time to wait for those blooms. Last night I was watering some of the parched things in the Stepchild garden, though, and saw one of those (equally magical) luna moths on the trunk of a sweetgum tree. In my very vivid imagination, I decided it was resting there until the moonvine blooms, so it can help with pollination.
I know that this particular moth is not going to live for more than a week, but I'm enjoying the fantasy.
