A first rite of spring is the time my husband pays tender attention to this clematis.
He tenders it through the first stages of climbing, and even sometimes guides how it attaches to the trellis.
The colorful blooms bring joy at our front door all summer long.
Now there is nothing left but the seed heads:
But they have a type of beauty too:
One single faded, but resolute blossom:
1 comment:
I love Clematis! It's a treat to see that the end of its blooming still has it's own beauty. Thank you for pointing that out.
Post a Comment