I like to think my garden is charmed. Some things actually grow and flourish in spite of harsh sun, drought, flooding rains and winds, all encompassing weeds, and benign neglect.
Our Pyracantha, alias Firethorn, is a prime example.
There are actually two of these standing near to each other but one has never bloomed.
I am assuming the boring one is the female (who is no doubt working too hard to be bothered with beauty).
After all, only the male of any species is stunningly adorned, right?
Anyway, the Magnificent Male bush next to its unattractive female companion is sometimes striking for its rusty red berries. Perhaps that is its only job – to look good. But in all these years we have never seen such magnificent white blossoms in Spring.
I am convinced this is the male version of plant attraction.
What do you think?
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