Wisteria Every year I try to paint the wisteria in the courtyard. Every year I fail dismally. Every year someone (not me) threatens to cut it down because it grows into the roof. So there is a measure of desparation in my yearly attempts to do a decent painting of it.
Today's attempt is somewhat more successful. I'm learning to let the water do more of the work, fiddling less and stopping before I ruin it.