Honeysuckle

Many a scrubland have I wandered and came across a honeysuckle vine and under it alone I sat and cried, tears of honey and wine.

Show me a person who isn’t drawn to the creamy white and yellowish trumpet-shaped small blossoms of the honeysuckle and their sweet smell and I will show you one who hasn’t lived. This climbing plant shrub-like or vine-cascading adorns many a garden hedgerow or grows wild in woodland. Its charm lies in both scent and sight…