Honeysuckle

During early summer when the nights are still or the wind is in the right direction, our senses are assailed by the wonderful perfume from the honeysuckle that clambers over the long since dead pear tree. Today I pruned the honeysuckle back hard and with a modicum of care, because although there are very few honeysuckle blooms left, the tree is now covered by long hanging chains of passion flowers, and although they don’t have the glorious perfume of the honeysuckle they are so startling to look at and another bonus is that the bees and other insects love them.