Not a title to elicit amazement, you’re thinking. But I’ve never seen the fringe tree, Chionanthus retusus, in full bloom, branches and flowers weighted down by rain.
It can be tricky to get good views of this tree in bloom, planted as it is in the narrow east sideyard.
This morning the tree brought its blooms to me. Ducking under its drooping, rain-soaked canopy, stepping gingerly around snails.
Peering through to a garden framed with curtains and swags of snowy fringe.
In this winter rain/summer drought Mediterranean zone 10, this is very late in the season to get a half inch of rain. By now, it’s pretty much hose-dragging season.
I never sleep so sound as when rain has been forecast for overnight — and never hop out of bed so fast the next morning.
Beautiful tree!
Thanks, Grace — yes, it is so beautiful. Wish I had the space for more trees.