Coming-out party

I mentioned that our tropicals would be coming out of the greenhouse -- and, in the case of the really big ones, the shop: higher ceiling there. Two of them in the greenhouse are brugmansias, which have thrived overwinter thanks to Brenda's tender mercies.

Lord knows how long the blooms will last in the April chill they'll encounter, but right now, in the glass house, they're pretty breathtaking. They remind me of Belgian nuns' caps, flared at the corners and high at the top.

And fragrant: You can't imagine the sweetness.

Though I've never sniffed a Belgian nun.