Today I was reading Nicole's post about John Burroughs and studying nature near home. I sighed a little thinking: how true, if only I didn't live in the city. Then at lunch I went for a walk and spied the wisteria vines clinging to the walls of the museum and realized how much joy I take in observing them through the seasons ~ the little buds in the spring and heady purple flowers that follow, the rich green leaves in the summer, and the curling vines that cast dramatic shadows in the fall and winter. Indeed, there is something wonderful to be found near home. 
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Stunning! cgb
I use to drive by them every day on the way to school. They reminded me of home and to this day, when ever I come up to see an exhibit, I make a point of sitting in the East wing benches and looking at them for a while. How lucky you are to live with them each day. They must be pretty old to be that vast and thick. Do you know when they were planted?
if you're in the DC area you should really check out great falls- the virginia side is my favorite. it's a nice drive out to the place, plus the beauty of the nature always does wonders for my nerves.
I believe the wisteria was planted shortly after the building was completed in 1941, so they are indeed old vines!
Ella ~ I do love Great Falls. It always amazes me how close it is and yet how far away from the city you feel when you are there.
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