j'adore les roses

My rosebush is in full bloom :) My dad sent me a picture of it, so I could see how wonderful it looks. Four or five years ago, I spent a day transplanting my uncle's hedge of wild roses from one location to another. It was no small feat... anyone that's transplanted rosebushes know how difficult it can be getting them uprooted. This hedge had been planted there nearly 30 years before, so the root structure was huge.... whew. It was an fun day, I'll grant it that much. Anyway, at the end of the day, there was a little sprig that had come off one of the larger bushes and I took it home to plant in my mom's yard. It was only a foot and a half long, and it was a single shoot. It's root wasn't big, so I didn't expect much from it. It grew well and produced one rose for me by the end of that season. During the winter, the accumulation of snow on it's location was large and in the spring we noticed it had snapped the top half of the bush off. I expected that was the end of it. Anyway, to cut to the chase... after a few years of watering, sheep shit and mulch... the little sprig that could is doing fantastic. :)

This is my baby in all its glory! :)