It's that time of year when the sky scape of San Miguel gives way to the vibrant ultraviolet-blue blossoms of the Jacaranda trees.
Forty-nine species, the Jacaranda can grow up to 50 feet tall and 60 feet wide. The trumpet shaped blossoms are born on bare branches before the unfolding of the fern-like leave.
I love how the mural with all the bold psychedelic colors compliments the blossoms of the Jacaranda.
And the Jacaranda is the perfect backdrop for this terra cotta colored casa.
And of course there was the old Villa Jacaranda on Calle Adalma (now Hotel Matilda) which was surrounded by so many of these magnificent beauties.
In the book Cronicas del Angel Gris (Chronicles of the Gray Angel) by Argentina author, Alejandro Dolina, he writes of the gigantic Jacarana that is planted in the Plaza Flores in Buenas Aires. Legend has it, the Jacaranda was able to whistle tango songs on demand.
Maria Elena Walsh wrote the Cancion del Jacaranda.
The folk song by Miguel Brasco, Santafesino de veras sings of the wonderful aroma of the jacaranda.
I can not think of a prettier tree that makes such a colorful statement than the Jacaranda.