This past Winter, I had to sell my departed mom’s home. Emotionally, it was a difficult process. One of the things I wanted to accomplish was to salvage all the plants I could that were near and dear to my parents. They kept a very beautiful yard. It was cold and wet when I had dig up roses and fuchsias. I transplanted them into less than ideal earth and conditions. I crossed my fingers.
Sorry for your loss and hope that the hard work will bear more blooms for you. I t is difficult, I had to do the same for my parents, selling their house, but could take very little, as I live 11 hours flight away. Best wishes and blessings, Charles.
I have a Mr. Lincoln in my garden, along with a JFK and a Queen Elizabeth…I call this the World Leaders section, not to be confused with the Hollywood area (Ingrid Bergman) or Detroit (Chrylser Imperial) or even the continent (Granada), orange juice (Tropicana) and I think I’ll stop now….
Oh wonderful..don’t stop come next Spring please share…probably hard to mix the FF with gardening, I know. Why I had to finally branch out SwittersB to FF and all the rest. Thanks for dropping by Steve.
I think the grand tally in the Culton garden is 12 hybrid teas, 1 floribunda, 4 climbers, 2 miniatures, and 13 ground covers. Keeps me busy from spring to fall. I had blooms through early November this year. But overall, it was a bad rose year.
I inherited some two dozen beautiful roses from my parents and aunt. I transplanted them all last Spring and they survived and did quite well. I am excited for this Spring to pay more attention to them this coming year. I find gardening a pleasant mental diversion much like tying and fishing.
I love the rose pictures…absolutely beautiful! I think I know how you feel. When my grandmother passed away, I moved into her house and not long after brought a bride home and started improvements on the place. My dad came over one day and just sat in the living room for some time. He finally said, “Mom would be so happy to see this.” Hang in there my friend!
Thanks for reading-or looking at my photo esay on my father. I didn’t have a lot of photos on this computer, so it seemed rather short. Stil, it shows how time goes by. beebee
30 years ago, I worked with a woman who loved to garden. She told me the story of selling the home her husband and she had shared over a lifetime, located in southern California with a beautiful garden. There were many people wanting to buy it, but she would only sell to someone who would maintain her garden. One couple convinced her that they would do so. She went by her former home a few months later. All of the plants were gone, replaced by concrete and rock.
Devastating to the lady no doubt. Either you get it or you don’t. Everyone has their own style and upkeep tolerances. It’s the broken promise that hurts.
I could see the devastation in her eyes as she relayed the story to me. It’s a child of your creation you’ve trusted someone with. Betrayal at its worst. .
SWitter, I have saved some beloved plants as well. Last summer, we had a flood and the creek bank washed away, leaving a rhubarb my great uncle planted 50 years ago clinging by a tiny root over a foot long. I managed to fish it out and plant it in a corner of my former garden that my son has largely turned into a mess similar to the the one you showed that the “new owners” of your parents house created. It lived-grew new leaves last summer and came up again this year.I have done my best to fence off a small portion of my former garden for herbs, favorites etc. It was nice to see the rose, I am sure. I had to replant a rose which I planted when this same son was born-on several occasions. I had root stocks of it climbing a tree at one time. It is always rewarding to save a beloved plant-even us not so young” gardeners have our talents!
Very tender writing, and beautiful photos of your rose.
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Thank you Teri 🙂
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They are red red red Roses, cheers.
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Sorry for your loss and hope that the hard work will bear more blooms for you. I t is difficult, I had to do the same for my parents, selling their house, but could take very little, as I live 11 hours flight away. Best wishes and blessings, Charles.
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Charles thank you for the very kind, supportive words!
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I have a Mr. Lincoln in my garden, along with a JFK and a Queen Elizabeth…I call this the World Leaders section, not to be confused with the Hollywood area (Ingrid Bergman) or Detroit (Chrylser Imperial) or even the continent (Granada), orange juice (Tropicana) and I think I’ll stop now….
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Steve Culton
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Oh wonderful..don’t stop come next Spring please share…probably hard to mix the FF with gardening, I know. Why I had to finally branch out SwittersB to FF and all the rest. Thanks for dropping by Steve.
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I think the grand tally in the Culton garden is 12 hybrid teas, 1 floribunda, 4 climbers, 2 miniatures, and 13 ground covers. Keeps me busy from spring to fall. I had blooms through early November this year. But overall, it was a bad rose year.
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I inherited some two dozen beautiful roses from my parents and aunt. I transplanted them all last Spring and they survived and did quite well. I am excited for this Spring to pay more attention to them this coming year. I find gardening a pleasant mental diversion much like tying and fishing.
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Where are yo located?
Central CT is great for shade tobacco. Lousy for roses.
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Steve, I live in Portland, ORegon City of Roses 🙂
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Generally, if it’s good for wine (grapes) it’s good for roses.
When was the last time you heard of a great cab from CT? 😉
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Rose and garden photographs are exquisite. Thank you.
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Thank you Susan for the kind words
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I love the rose pictures…absolutely beautiful! I think I know how you feel. When my grandmother passed away, I moved into her house and not long after brought a bride home and started improvements on the place. My dad came over one day and just sat in the living room for some time. He finally said, “Mom would be so happy to see this.” Hang in there my friend!
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thank you…something quite beautiful about memories, traditions and other’s visions being carried on.
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You captured beauty in the midst of discord. Remember the beauty!
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ever more…thanks Gypsy Bev
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the only constant truth is change…the yin and yang of a circle….at least you saved some of your parent’s plants and you will always have your memories
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Never easy Dude, but your photos do justice to your memory of your loved ones man.
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Appreciated REDdog
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Your photos are lovely!!
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Thank you Carol…I appreciate that.
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Thanks for reading-or looking at my photo esay on my father. I didn’t have a lot of photos on this computer, so it seemed rather short. Stil, it shows how time goes by. beebee
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Always a big fan BeeBee
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Thank you for choosing to follow my blog. I’m looking forward to getting to know you through your posts. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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Thank you Natalie
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Thank you for visiting my blog and for liking one of my posts. I hope you will come again some time. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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Thanks for reading my blog. It means a lot to see those familiar faces! beebeesworld
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Thanks for reading my blogs. The variety and quality of your entries are always welcomed. beebeesworld
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30 years ago, I worked with a woman who loved to garden. She told me the story of selling the home her husband and she had shared over a lifetime, located in southern California with a beautiful garden. There were many people wanting to buy it, but she would only sell to someone who would maintain her garden. One couple convinced her that they would do so. She went by her former home a few months later. All of the plants were gone, replaced by concrete and rock.
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Devastating to the lady no doubt. Either you get it or you don’t. Everyone has their own style and upkeep tolerances. It’s the broken promise that hurts.
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I could see the devastation in her eyes as she relayed the story to me. It’s a child of your creation you’ve trusted someone with. Betrayal at its worst. .
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Always something new and interesting!
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Thank you, as always! Hope you are doing well.
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SWitter, I have saved some beloved plants as well. Last summer, we had a flood and the creek bank washed away, leaving a rhubarb my great uncle planted 50 years ago clinging by a tiny root over a foot long. I managed to fish it out and plant it in a corner of my former garden that my son has largely turned into a mess similar to the the one you showed that the “new owners” of your parents house created. It lived-grew new leaves last summer and came up again this year.I have done my best to fence off a small portion of my former garden for herbs, favorites etc. It was nice to see the rose, I am sure. I had to replant a rose which I planted when this same son was born-on several occasions. I had root stocks of it climbing a tree at one time. It is always rewarding to save a beloved plant-even us not so young” gardeners have our talents!
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Great story. Roses are very resilient. So glad these survived. It’s National Rose Month. What a great way to celebrate….
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Thank you. It is a great way to celebrate!
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I loved too… They are so beautiful dear Gary, Thank you, with my love, nia
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Love your shots , Brilliantly taken! =)
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Oh thank you very much. Very kind.
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