This past week when I was deadheading roses (and deadheading and deadheading...) I had a nice surprise. As I clipped away at the Climbing Iceberg, I suddenly glimpsed this white clematis in all its brilliant white glory. One more snip and it might have been a goner. I hadn't forgotten planting the clematis several years ago, but I didn't realize it was still alive! I had to dig a little in my garden notes to recall the name of this beauty which is "Marie Boisselot". It is also noteworthy that the flower isn't riddled with snail holes. Maybe the chickens are earning their keep after all!