Growing up in southern Ohio around 1960, we lived in a two story wood house with front porch and bannister. The porch covered the area where the coal went in to supply the furnace via a door on the side. In front of the porch grew bridal veil spirea - a huge shrub as tall as the porch. A wisteria vine was planted at the base of the steps to the porch and trained to travel up a wood frame that went across the roof of the porch. It came up every year and never traveled anywhere else and only to the end of the wood frame. The purple blossoms were thick and shading; heaven scented and there was nothing better than to sit on the swing, enjoy the heat and listen to the fat bees at each blossom. It came up every year for years until it died out and never returned. We never had any of the trouble others mentioned.
Growing up in southern Ohio around 1960, we lived in a two story wood house with front porch and bannister. The porch covered the area where the coal went in to supply the furnace via a door on the side. In front of the porch grew bridal veil spirea - a huge shrub as tall as the porch. A wisteria vine was planted at the base of the steps to the porch and trained to travel up a wood frame that went across the roof of the porch. It came up every year and never traveled anywhere else and only to the end of the wood frame. The purple blossoms were thick and shading; heaven scented and there was nothing better than to sit on the swing, enjoy the heat and listen to the fat bees at each blossom. It came up every year for years until it died out and never returned. We never had any of the trouble others mentioned.