My clematis vine is a virtual reminder of my dear mother-in-law Donna. I admired her clematis at the entrance to their home and eagerly accepted a “start” over forty years ago. Through two moves and several location shifts, it now climbs the pole of a weathered bird house in Grandma’s Garden. Mom always said “keep it’s feet in the shade and it’s head in the sun.” I have finally found that ideal place where the vine flourishes. The chain of star-shaped blue/lavender blooms that climb to the light gladden my spring days and remind me of a sweet person I was blessed to have in my life.
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