Last April 13th, I posted this, but without photos, since I was not equipped to put them on the blog back then. I promised some of you to post photos of wisteria - and here they are - along with the re-post from 4-13-05. It is really too bad that I cannot infuse this photo with the aroma of wisteria. It is intoxicating!These vines grow on trees behind a local gas station/convenience store, which I pass often in my daily travels. Believe me when I say that the only time of the year when this place is beautiful is now, when the wisteria is blooming!
Spring in our area is as near to paradise as I can imagine. First the Bradford pear trees bloom and then drop their petals like snow flurries in the wind, while forsythia spreads yellow cheer as bright as sunshine. Then redbuds, dogwoods and azaleas all bloom at about the same time, and just as the daffodils are fading, the tulips open in a blaze of glory.
For the last 10 days or so, the wisteria vines have been coming on strong. Wisteria does not grow where I grew up, so the first time I saw the real thing was after moving to NC. I have been captivated by it, however, since I was in college and bought an art print of a wisteria branch by a Japanese artist. The art print surely pales in comparison to the real vine, which is God's gift to human eyes. The lavender/purple blossoms dangle lazily and sensually from arching and twisted vines, swaying in the wind, almost capable of hypnotizing the viewer. The ironic thing about wisteria is that it will overtake and kill anything which it finds to support its weight, sort of like kudzu vines. I can forgive wisteria anything, since it is so beautiful, but kudzu be damned for its saphrophytic nature!