This is going to be short and really isn't one of those essentials in life, which makes it all the more, an amazing blessing. In a decade of homesteading, I've tried to cultivate honeysuckle, but to no avail. Daddy's brought me more than one start, even once, planted it for me, and invariably it gets stomped out or a goat finds its way through the protective fence. Honeysuckle, needs a trellis or something to climb, so the location for planting had to be specific. As I stated, it's certainly not an essential, but the fragrance is so wonderful.
When Abba told me to prepare practically, I became very aware that ornamental gardening and landscaping was not to consume my time. Everything needed to have a genuine purpose beyond, "I want it." This year, there is to be no planting and tending, with an emphasis on what the land produces. For six years, I've been mowing and picking blackberries on this lane, but this year, what a glorious surprise appeared.
Honeysuckle on the lane, too abundant to be contained in one photo!
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