We have a few tea roses that reward our benign neglect with spectacular blooms year after year, We manage a feeding or two, and an occasional deep soak along with the routine spray of the automatic lawn sprinklers.
We have had wildly variable temperatures and lots of wind this spring. Including today. But our very first blooms deserve a note of appreciation even in their battered condition.
They will never make a respectable calendar page. A little too sparse and ragged for that.
But what joy those first soft petals of spring bring with them!
Especially when you haven't been paying that much attention.
The roses from this bush (of which I cannot tell you the name) have the most delicious spicy scent, and they are clearly just doing their job! In sunshine, rain, or windy days. So we do not demand perfection. Even for showing off.
A David Austen Bride's Dream rose like this one looks flawless no matter what moment it chooses to unfurl.
So thanks for indulging our humble little celebration of windswept roses!
Have a great weekend!