No "trailing," either, Xeramtheum, which was irritating.
Oh, and Roseblush, it's not near a tree--it's the house that shades it on one side and the oaks throughout the backyard that shade it on other three sides. It gets sun, though, I promise. For a minute or two at noon (probably).
Woofie, I barely had the patience for the roses' third year--as you can see I was ready to pull em and move em. I have yearned for years for clematis, though I'm afraid I'll become addicted to them and have thus stayed away. You're enabling me. I waited for the big, juicy red climbing roses, right? What's a few years for one (or two) of those big, juicy-flowered vines I've always been jealous of on other people's mailboxes and trellises? Why not, indeed?
