Our roses say autumn is just fine for blooming. Up front and out back. The seasons, plural, suit us fine.
It’s a great path leading from out side alcove out to the backyard. The roses and more line the way.
I do agree with the experts who gladly chatted us up at this spring’s rose fair at the Liverpool Public Library, which my dear wife Karen and I attended with open ears. This has been a tougher year for our plants than usual. Still, try, try, try our backyard babies are all in their own…
Our sturdy backyard corner rose bush certainly is waiting for this brisk January weather to call it quits.
Spotted in our backyard as we march toward 2022: A rose bush greening up with a brush of snow under its growth. This has been one confusing year.
First year in the spot, this backyard rose won’t give up. The buds, they keep coming.
Checking out the latest round of blooms in the backyard gardens, I notice an odd configuration in the corner rose bush. These blooms have chosen togetherness. A handful of beauty has decided to press into what looks like one giant ball of color. My dear wife Karen and I agree that we don’t recall seeing…
Shortly after arriving home from Cape Cod Getaway 2021, we walked through the house and into the backyard. Yes, the big bunch of roses there had bloomed during our time away as well. The three colors looked so good in their seasonal debut.
Spring continues its progression in my neck of the woods. Leaves have popped up on the backyard rose bushes. I again appreciate the one-by-one of our various flora and fauna.
The first buds of the season I spy turn up on a sprawling rose bush on the backyard path. Winner!