It’s winter. It’s cold and wet. The roses are asleep. It’s going to be this way until some time in March.
This is the time of year I spend scheming all the things I’ll do when spring comes …. if spring ever comes.
Honestly, I just finished the last of my winter preparations this past weekend. We had a week without rain, so the ground dried enough to allow me to plant the last of my roses. The week before, the wind subsided enough for one day so I could get the ramblers attached to their new wire on the fence. I will have a How To article on the web site about training climbers and ramblers … as soon as I get a spare few hours to write it.
Updates here may not come as frequently as I would like … but that’s what happens when one writes a garden blog in the winter. As I hunker down for winter, with my down throw and an old American Rose Society annual, maybe I’ll share with you some of the tidbits I discover about the world of growing roses in the early 20th century. It’s very interesting reading.
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