Right now the roadsides and forests are truly astonishing in their beauty.
Every day, it seems, there are more patches of pink, purple and white
Actually some states, have, in their spoilsport way, classified them as an invasive species. Not New York though. Another name for them is "Mother-of-the-Evening" because their delicate scent is at its best late in the day. Here, along a pretty local dead-end road along the Allegany River, they stretched almost as far as you could see.
Hubby read somewhere that you could eat the leaves - like edible rocket. We picked some and tried them. They tasted, well, like grass. Maybe they were too old.
Here's another shot of the languid river. In places it can't have changed much for centuries.