Think Spanish courtyards, Mexican roadways, large stone walls in the Greek isles and Burmese back alleys. Tropical vacations and sunshine. Yes, the Bougainvillea thrives in many warm climates, despite or in spite of the adversity, competition and drought it often accompanies. It’s always striking how such vibrancy can exists despite…the garbage around, the sweltering heat, the cracked concrete. And yet, it does. The prettiest shades of fuchsia, almost-red, pale pinks and even purples surprise us into noticing the beauty in the world. Huge climbing, chubby packs of blooms hanging suspended from woody stalks with pale green leaves.
We’ve trained a couple wayward Bougainvillea in the Zocalo greenhouse, and while not flourishing in big bright and bold, they are blooming right now. No, we’re not in the tropics, but we smile as we are brightly reminded that the blooming days crawl up the sides of our being, just when you might least expect them.