Nice things happen in my garden in the morning and nice things happen in my garden at night. The Grandpa Ott’s morning glory along with the volunteer pink morning glory bloom very prettily every morning. Humming birds love to nectar on the morning glory blooms. After dark my Angel’ trumpet opens up beautiful white blooms that smells very sweet. These blooms attract a large grey moth. By midmorning all the pretty blooms are wilted and sad. I feel just like that during the heat of the day; all wilted.
