Some of us will remember when …. This is the old Mattox Ice Service plant in my hometown in Indiana. Check out the gallery for more photos.
My grandmother loved her trumpet honeysuckle for as long as I can remember. Her fence was loaded down with blooms every year, right next to the gate into her back yard. The farmhouse and fence are long gone but I can close my eyes and still smell the sweetness.
I found this one growing in a fence row along a country road on a recent Sunday drive after church.