As I blogged previously with regards to the Wisteria and Trumpet Vine, we have been in need of a trellis to sit between the house and the shed, upon which these two climbers can be content. The Wisteria by the shed has been choked in with a big climbing Honeysuckle, and the Trumpet Vine became so aggressive on the house that it was pushing into the siding and pulled out the gutter. We've spent time pruning these vines in preparation for the trellis. Steve and I went to Menards this spring with the intention of buying the trellis, but none we saw had the right measurements. After we looked a while, Steve said "I will make one". He has started woodworking - taking classes and making small projects. Next thing I knew the truck was full of lumber and we were driving home. He's spent the last few weeks making the trellis in the garage. Yesterday he and Dad put it up. It's not completely finished yet, but it has absolutely surpassed my expectations in function and beauty. I love it and spent this morning coaxing some of the Trumpet Vine onto it!
Summer evenings can be beautiful, magical, full of delight. One can understand why so many stories were written about fairies and other magical happenings at this time of day, in this season. These photos were taken during one of those hushed warm evenings, when the sun has just set. The truck was asleep on a bed of moonlit-drenched hydrangeas, transforming it into something other than a truck. Maybe a flying time machine at rest or a coach flown by moths and bats. Even in the dead of winter, I can watch this video to see the fireflies.
Beautiful !
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