My pink Clematis montana is quietly scrambling up one of the ancient oaks at the side of the garden, at the back of the rhododendron bed. For years I thought it had died because the first year after planting I kept forgetting to water it and there was nothing to be seen.
I had planted it on the side of the tree facing the house, thinking we would then be able to see it from the kitchen and dining room.
It had other plans. Unknown to me, it was slowly climbing the other side of the oak which faces the morning sun!
It came as quite a surprise when I suddenly found pink flowers half way up the oak tree.
Now it is well over 2/3rds of the way up before it tumbles down again, making a wonderful waterfall of pink blossom.
The stem which was so thin and delicate when it was planted, is now as thick as my wrist, I think it is a permanent fixture now. The oak must be well over 200 yrs old if not 300, going on the size of the trunk, and it needs something this huge and solid to hold all the weight of the clematis.
I wonder if the clematis will eventually scramble up to the very top of the tree, it has certainly climbed much further than I had hoped when I planted it about 15 yrs ago. The will to live must be very strong in some plants, for my clematis to have succeeded in spite of my neglect!