How did I know? Yesterday morning I was infused with a protective anxiety for my clematis. Since it just unfurled you would think that I would relax and glory in it's gloriousness for a week or so. But no, yesterday morning I was writing about saying goodbye to it and what happens...Last night we are hit with a high wind advisory. Total werewolf city. Clouds rocketing past a full moon, wind moaning, trees bending. And when the light comes on this morning, what do I see on my balcony? A very battered newly hatched Ernest Markham Clematis. Poor baby...
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