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The roadside wildflowers I've written about this summer — mullein, chicory, Queen Anne’s lace — were old friends; I have known and admired them for years. In writing about them, I only had to check a few facts and hope for new ones.
Clematis virginiana is another matter entirely. I had only know it from casual glances out the car window at masses of small white blooms on fences and roadside shrubs. It looked as if there had been a minor snowfall of feathery flakes.
Yesterday, at the tail end of August, I took the time to pick a few sprigs of this plant and bring them home. They sit on my desk in a coffee mug. Next, I went to the books. No less than seven are piled on my desk. Each has descriptions and facts about Clematis virginiana. Authors seem awed by the unique beauty of this vine.
The first thing I noticed about the vine was its unusual manner of climbing and gaining support. Most vines climb by thread-like tendrils, modified leaves that reach out and, on sensing a stable support, curl around to anchor the vine. The cucumber and squash in
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