
Last year, the spring season was cold and planting season started only in June. My Moon Flower seeds perhaps have rotted.

What a shape, what an amazing “engineering”! Alas, only once I saw the bloom open up and was able to catch the magic scent in the dusk. The magic would end at the dawn. Closed blooms do not emit sweet scent.
The intricate cones of the flowers stayed for a while, but the sneaky early frost killed the plants before they had fully bloomed and bore seeds.
There is another spring to hope for. I pray that my mom will still be around to see and smell the magic Moon Flowers. I’ll plant them again.