353/366: Wisteria Blossoms

I have a soft spot for wisteria. My parents had a summer cabin at a recreational river community and in the area's center was a magnificent wisteria vine that must have been there for 50 years. The main vine was many feet in diameter and as it branched out, it was trained to cover a huge trellised area. The lush greenery offered protection against the summer sun and naughty kids loved to climb around up among the vines (I would NEVER do such a thing...truly! :D). We were never around when the wisteria was in bloom, so I was amazed when I finally saw how beautiful and fragrant the flowers were. Every time I see these vines I think back fondly at my childhood and teen year summer weekends at Summer Home Park.