Isn't it amazing how flowers find their way into great works of literature? Well, I have two honeysuckle vines, which are crawling all over my picket fence. They love their little spot which gets sun virtually all day.
They started putting out new growth in early March. I have two types of the twining honeysuckle--yellow and red. The name of the yellow escapes me, but the red is called "Alabama Crimson." They are the non-fragrant kind of honeysuckle, with long tubular flowers.
These plants have totally entwined themelves around my fence. Is the fence holding them up, or are they holding up the fence?