Our patio is surrounded by a tall wooden fence.
Jasmine used to grow for thirty feet along the fence, but the fence was damaged during Hurricane Ike.
The apartment complex tore down the fence and replaced it, killing the jasmine.
It’s taken us six years to grow jasmine along one section of the fence, but it wants to grow up the building, not along the rest of the fence.
So, I cut back the vines that climb the building, and staplegun other vines to grow along the rest of the fence.
It’s like Homer Simpson’s combover.
And just as futile.