The fragility of roses, and life, was one of the themes of a live-streamed memorial service I followed today. The deceased had cultivated generations of roses, as a hobby. He also cultivated poetry, music and kindness.
I have a love hate relationship with roses. I’m pretty sure it’s because I have not found the right roses for my spaces. The trellis roses were not true climbers, and my so-called easy care Knock-outs have had a fungal infection for a couple of years now. I keep meaning to replace them with Drift Roses, but I suspect that the fungus would remain. So I’m a bit stumped on roses at the moment.
In memory of Jay B Landis, I will endeavor to get it right with roses in the coming year.
Life Lesson: If at first you don’t succeed, try try again.
Friday, May 22, 2020
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