Sunday, April 19, 2009

...that with the sun's love, becomes a rose.







Found in the woods. Dug it up. Moved it twice in February including the initial transplant. Hardly watered it. Didn't really think about it. Today she's blooming. I think I'll keep her.

Salvia, zinnias, nasturtiums, Persian shield, Miss Bateman, and a newly dug rose have been planted out.
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6 comments:

  1. LauraApril 19, 2009 at 8:44 PM

    And some people think Roses are temperamental!

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  2. compost in my shoeApril 19, 2009 at 9:30 PM

    am hearing Bette in the background singing her head off.........!

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  3. Tom - 7th Street CottageApril 20, 2009 at 6:44 AM

    I've had that song stuck in my head for a day and a half now.

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  4. FlowerLady LorraineApril 20, 2009 at 1:48 PM

    She is sweet! Does she have a scent? Lucky you, to have found her in the woods and brought her home. I'm sure she'll be happy.

    FlowerLady

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  5. Jill-OApril 20, 2009 at 10:09 PM

    It's the simple, wild roses that I love best.

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  6. spookydragonflyApril 21, 2009 at 5:19 AM

    You've tamed a wild one! It looks as if she was well worth the effort. I've enjoyed my visit here!

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