Or are you secretly feeding them some kind of exotic fertilizer? (If we still lived next door to Dr. Johnson, I'd suspect him of slipping you his patients' blood samples! After all, that's how he got such magnificent roses back in his rosarian days.)
WhatEVER. If you won't tell me, I'll just keep on coming over to enjoy yours while I try to replicate your success!
This gorgeous clematis is NOT growing in my garden, as you might have gathered. I thought I'd share the superstar of my mother's garden with y'all in honor of Mother's Day, and my mother, who passed along the gardening gene to me (but not the clematis growing part of it, evidently!).