This is the second year for us to grow evening glory as part of the green shade for the house in summer. The seeds were collected from last year's glory. They made a beautiful start in April but have been since coping with the strange weather this year.
It survived two strong typhoons and my week-long absence in August and waited long enough to bloom finally on comfortable autumnal nights.
The blossoms are gorgeous as ever, but I wonder if anyone in the neighbourhood has ever noticed their quiet presence. In contrast with morning glory which blooms at the first beam of sunlight, these white flowers are certainly shy of daylight and attention. Probably this reticence makes them a real philosopher in the world of flowers, a word that denotes a show-off of efforts and demand on gaze.
