Doubtless this has a name (help, please! ...) - it's on a delicate-limbed shrub that we've had growing in a large pot for a couple of years. I don't recollect ever seeing it bloom before - we're not usually around in LA at this time of the year. It's pretty, but somehow rather fussily so. On the other hand, it's a perfect example of the fact that even if I wouldn't choose to be spending so much of this summer here, one gets to see what otherwise one would miss. And this morning, I even managed to take a couple of hours outside, working in the back yard, and only marginally disturbed by the yelling of the Korean instructor at the Junior Golf Academy over in Griffith Park. His directions about putt holding, and the like, are relentless.
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