Before the rain of Andrea came and stayed for days, there was the beauty of jasmine and pink roses to greet us each time we turned into the driveway. The scent of the Confederate Jasmine was truly intoxicating. It made you swoon just a little.
The climbing rose was overloaded with buds this year and I was looking forward to the show.
I ran out just before the heavy rains descended to take photos. I knew from past experience the buds would be beat to death.
The pergola was my twentieth wedding anniversary present from my husband. He patiently worked in the driveway as I designed on the fly what I had envisioned.
Those floor-to-ceiling windows in the den needed some protection from the sun. Now as the plants have filled the pergola, the shade is a welcomed relief.
Some of the rose escaped to underneath the containers on the driveway. I did not disturb them before they bloomed.
That is my story of why there is still debris from the winter under there!
After the rain? Most of the blooms are gone, but the vines have grown feet!
It is pruning time - a favorite task of mine.
Whipping every little thing into shape is a passion.