Who knew that the jumbled mass of fairy tale branches and twigs that came alive at night and when we weren't looking is a gorgeous Wisteria, now in full bloom. At some point I will need to prune this as well as the trumpet vine across from it, then slowly coax them to climb an archway between them, instead of their current clinging situations in which they are bringing down the shed, gutters, and house in the name of progress. Where the arch will go. Wisteria on left and trumpet vine on right.