This magnificent flower has always been one of my favorites. The first time I planted wisteria was from a cutting from my grandmother’s yard. Mom said to put some rooting hormone on it and stick it in the ground. I was skeptical but, lo and behold, a glorious vine began to grow. Having loved it my whole life but not understanding its strength, I decided to plant it so it would grow across the banister on my front porch. A few years later, I had to replace the banister and re-train the wisteria. It was a valuable lesson.