The rest of the gang in the fenced-off triangle in backyard of our Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood have come to bloom.
The purple-top, the highest in the bunch and the one planted first in our butterfly garden by my dear wife Karen, has been joined by the white sprout transplanted as a sprig sent north by my sister Frannie from her Long Island backyard, the multi-colored variety, and the wide white one last put in several seasons ago.
And Karen point out that there is indeed a newcomer butterfly bush this year, even though we did not enter another into the crowd this spring. A lone, skinny, different-hued purple plant is growing tall and proud at the front of the triangle. I think it may have come over the fence as a seedling from Good Neighbor Tim’s yard.
The size of the blossom of the white plant that started its life down south in Suffolk County, near the Atlantic Ocean, Long Island Sound and Peconic Bay, continues to astound me. Maybe it was something in Frannie’s soil.
The butterfly bushes should be going strong for months, knock on wood. Now let there be butterflies, please and thank you.
Have you had stray plants show up in your garden this year? Have you had luck transplanting a plant from a faraway place? Why do you think that white butterfly bush has such thick blossoms?