Under the Wire

Though it only got down to 33 here last night, we did have our first frost.  It wasn't the killing frost I need for motivation to get in the garden and yank dead summer annuals and to cut down brown perennials or mushy bananas.  A couple of weeks ago we had nighttime lows into the upper thirties with strong winds, and that was enough to knock back the foliage on my Heavenly Blue morning glory (Ipomoea tricolor 'Heavenly Blue').  However, it was not cold enough to deter the many buds from opening, and for the past few mornings we have had to cross under a bower of the bluest blooms to leave the house.  You can almost hear their mumbled dying breath "must produce progeny, must produce progeny".