While my latest knitting projects continue to grow but remain annoyingly unphotogenic, the garden is growing with miraculous speed and every day presents me with more new photo opportunities than I can capture. This Summer Wine climber from Heirloom Roses arrived on my doorstep last spring in a cardboard box with several other teeny-weeny specimens. Seriously, it looked small in its four-inch pot.
But the canes shot up and spread over one side of the back fence, and as soon as that new growth hit the sun, it prospered. It’s still a little leggy, but the old-fashioned roses have a sweet scent and lovely translucent color, with red anthers that stand out impressively from the pale golden base of the petals.
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