Almost everyone in my family grows beautiful roses, everyone but me. In years past I have a couple of wild roses that have thrived, but the really big beautiful ones have just never been part of my green thumb. Last year my older brother gave me a little miniature rose bush for my birthday. It was so beautiful and my first thought was oh no, it doesn't stand a chance with me. But I placed it in the bed with my peonies and it has thrived. Today it is full of blossoms and buds, I am beyond happy. It's blossoms are small but fragrant and plentiful. I named her Ruby after my mom. She is a stunner.
Friday, April 26, 2019
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Wow, that's a beauty. The gift that keeps giving.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Julia