I can see it from two windows, the front porch, the driveway, anywhere in the front garden and the street. And every time I see it, sheer delight is stopping me in my tracks. It's the combination of the Mr Lincoln rose, grown from 30 cm to over 2 metres this season and now topped with a bouquet of the most intense crimson flowers, with the old common Honeysuckle (Lonicera japonica Chinensis) that has been trying to swallow its small green metal arch every summer for the past ten years.
The rose is lovely;
the Honeysuckle is pretty;
together they are a knockout.
And not only to the eye - both are perfumed. The rose works the day shift and the honeysuckle takes over at sunset.
It wasn't an arranged marriage; both were planted in the days when I just bought plants I liked and put them where I had garden space. Actually, that still sometimes happens. :)
Then for years they were separated by a Hazelnut tree. The rose grew up through the tree to try to get some light and usually produced two or three huge flowers at about three metres from the ground. In the winter picture below, you can't even see the poor rose.
The honeysuckle, behind this tree, could only be seen from the porch and inside the arch itself. Now that the tree is gone, both plants have had the chance to shine. And it is my pure good fortune that they make such a perfect couple.