
I've had a redvein enkianthus growing right by one of the main pathways in the garden for quite a few years. It was so unmemorable that it escaped being whacked down only by virtue of its invisiblity. It's now about eight foot tall, and this spring I was trimming a rose bush next to it, and suddenly, finally, really looked at it, in full bloom covered with its pink bells, and it's really quite lovely... it's sort of like one of those corny Hollywood movies where the librarian takes off her glasses and lets her hair down, and you realize she in fact is a real beauty. Well, this isn't Hollywood, so in this case the enkianthus is just safe from getting loppered for now.