Sunday, June 22, 2008

YELLOW ROSE

I guess you could call this the Yellow Rose of Oregon, (that isn’t really its name) and there’s a bit of a story behind it. When dad passed away back in ’95, mom’s little brother sent her a copy of the catalogue from the rose gardens up north of St. Paul with the message to order what she wanted in dad’s memory. So she did.

 

 

We planted it out back and it never really amounted to much. But, the darn thing wouldn’t give up either. So, when we started moving things around last year we gave it a new home on the south side of the house where there’s a lot more sun. It’s been a very happy and enthusiastic camper this year. Very enthusiastic. In fact I need to do a little judicious pruning every little while to keep it near the trellis and the arbor. In fact it reminds me a little of dad. It just needed the right place to stand to shine.

 

5 comments:

mlraminiak said...

That really is a pretty one.  It seems to be a good year for roses.  My hybrid roses are all gone, but what has sprouted up from the root stock is blooming enthusiastically.  Lisa  :-]

sunflowerkat321 said...

It beautiful....and so it the story.  I love how it reminds you of your dad in more ways than one.

mutualaide said...

Oh the roses are beautiful and the way you describe your father ... is too.  

rdautumnsage said...

Beautiful! the roses and the tribute to your father. (Hugs)Indigo

emmapeeldallas said...

I agree; beautiful plant & beautiful tribute to your dad...

Judi