“I plucked a honeysuckle where
The hedge on high is quick with thorn,
And climbing for the prize, was torn,
And fouled my feet in quag-water;
And by the thorns and by the wind
The blossom that I took was thinn’d,
And yet I found it sweet and fair.”
D. G. Rossetti—The Honeysuckle.
ahhh…such a lovely smell of honeysuckle
wafting through the air here in south central kentucky…
it is truly intoxicating.
i did learn ~ however~ that this particular honeysuckle
is of the japanese variety and thus ~ quite invasive.
well…lemons into lemonade right?
or rather ~ make a wreath {or crown} out of nasty suffocating vines!
so, i gathered a bunch…
pick out the longest vines & twig pieces
and begin twisting & braiding them together
to form a wreath circle…
continue weaving the vines & sticks together
until you have the size wreath you want
{since we’re doing this au naturel~best to keep it small}
twist the ends together & add smaller pieces
throughout the wreath to fill it in…
et voila!
hang it on a hook, nail or tack.
you should have a very fragrant honeysuckle wreath for a few days.
enjoy!
