In full bloom on the 2nd night |
Cloyingly sweet. Their lovely scent permeated the whole house. The two Murrayas, the stars of my moon garden are in full synchronised blooming, it's the first time they are doing that.
Like friends, they need to get to know one another, they had bloomed separately since they were paired together. Plants have personalities, surely they talked to one another and decided that they rather bloomed together to please their psycho minder, me. They have watched her grudgingly sweep up their fallen blossoms separately during the last round of blooming and seen her give their friendly green neighbours a not-so-nice botak-fishball haircut when she is frustrated. She ain't no topiary gardener, or so she thinks. They shudder to think if they are next in line.
Pre-bloom on the 1st night |
That is what I imagine their conversation to be if they have a voice. Do plants talk to one another? Yes. It's pure chemistry and a rule of nature. They need to bloom in synchrony to ensure that they have the best chance of pollination. Rule of nature. Yes. Airborne chemical signals. Yes. Like how a plant's defence mechanism work to protect their fellow species if they come under attack from caterpillars or other insects, they bloom in synchrony to attract more of their pollinators.
In their full glory |
While they talk to one another growing side by side, I silently inhaled their heady scent. To the two missus, thank you, I really enjoyed your company.