To say that my grandfather had a green thumb is an understatement — at least his whole forearm was green! His garden was his pride and joy. But to the side of his house, there was very little room for a garden, but that didn’t stop him. There was a yellow wisteria growing all along the side of the house, and when it bloomed, it was absolutely filled with thick bunches of flowers!
All those green thumb genes went to my sister though: I’m not much of a gardener at all. But when I had the chance, I planted a wisteria to grow along our shed. It’s been doing okay, and every year I look forward to the flowering of our wisteria.