A bunch of cut flowers I can handle now that I have a vase, but other than that, they don’t stand a chance.
These daffs I bought for less than a pound and they lasted almost a fortnight. Ten flowers, so that was 10p each, and I got to enjoy them for less than a penny a day.
Flowers in the wild to me are always very pretty.
Remember that bluebell wood Hubby took me to on my birthday, not to forget forget-me-nots, lilies of the valley, wild garlic, and dog roses, and the smell of lilac, lavender and wild honeysuckle is wonderful and refreshing, if not a little heady.
My sister has a clematis climber on her back porch. It took several years to establish, but she has had it for almost as long as she has been in her house (27 plus years).
It is well trained to climb along her dwarf wall railings and up the trellis on the back of her garage. It’s a little stringy in places though and the flowers quite small.
MOH is no gardener, but you have to see this to believe it.
The lilac tree that this magnificent climber is entwined with stands at least 15 feet tall, though the lilac isn’t in bloom yet.
I took the picture on the right from underneath it.
He has another clematis growing directly behind his back door.