Hubby was pruning the roses recently and this is what he brought in. He loves them as much as I do and he's the gardener in our family. Many have emailed asking how I do it. I tell them I don't. His thumb is green and mine is pink. He just listens to our local nurserymen after much nagging from yours truly and they blossom out like this. The white one below actually starts out pink, then gets paler until it's almost white, but the scent is a citrus-y rose scent. Most wonderful, I assure you.
I was cutting some limbs from our dead pear tree to use for a project and cut off the leaves here on this table. I thought they would make a good prop for a photoshoot for this bouquet of roses.
Labels: growing roses