I used to live out West. One of my favorite things to gaze at while walking the streets of San Francisco was the beautiful bouganvillea. This warm weather climber graced the walls of many dwellings. The bold fuschias, purples and reds of the flowers fixed any blues my brain cooked up.I haven't lived in California for years, and I miss this bright-hued baby. So I brought a little of the left coast to my house in CT. While I can't have it climb my walls all year, I can train it up a potted trellis and bring it inside for the winter months. The blooms stay dormant for most of the plant's indoor confinement. But, when warm weather returns to CT, my bougainvillea bursts with blooms and reminds me of my nightly strolls in the city of victorian painted ladies. Is it possible to feel a little home sick when you're at home?
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