My dad came over our house this week and I was so excited to show him how the trumpeter vine he gave me had grown. I proudly walked him outside to the spot and pointed at my foot tall growth. His response?
"That's not a trumpeter vine. It's a weed."
"WHAT?! How is it possible that in the only place I planted a trumpeter vine a vine-ish looking weed with flowers comes up, but no trumpeter vine???"
"I don't know. That's a weed."
Well, guess what Mr Weed. You're stuck with me until next summer when I get some more trumpeter vine seeds from my dad to try again.
After all, I consider some weeds to be wildflowers.
Just don't tell the crabgrass.