After talkin trash about roses and their thorny aggression, I have to show my one rose.
The woman who used to own this property (a long time ago -- we've been here since '85) was quite the gardener. I'm sure she would weep to see the place now, alas..........
This tenacious little plant lives by the front walk up to the house. It doesn't get bigger, but it blooms, just like this, now, and again in the fall.
It has never reached out to grab and scratch me, and I love the color.......
Saturday, June 30, 2007
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