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Anti-Valentine’s Day

Day Zero Rose

I don’t “Do” Valentine’s Day.

If I love someone, it’s every day.

I don’t need companies selling expensive cards or heart-shaped chocolates to make money out of me. I don’t condone roses being sold at a higher price today, because now they are in demand!

Still, I know from past years that most of WP will be full of gooey Valentine stuff.

That’s fine!

But here’s my contribution.

David Bowie singing Valentine’s Day.

hehehe

(Still miss you David!)

Yes, I know I’ve posted David before. But really, he beats all other Valentine’s Day offerings hands down!

This one’s for you, Pix. 

 

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Red Monday

Rose

Surely Red Monday is better than Blue Monday?

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A rose from my garden.

I played around with the colour a little to brighten up the red. Now it is luminous.

Sunbeams for all!

Happy Monday!

 

Ode to a Rose

Red Red Rose

Ode to a Rose

Pretty ruby rose

Why hang your heavy head

Is your secret life

Better left unsaid?

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Is your glorious scent

That wafts as you’re unfurled

How you wish to be

Remembered by the world?

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What a Whopper! I’m trying to show how big this bloom was in comparison to my hand, though it was so heavy on its tiny stalk that it was falling over.

My deep red rose bush only produces a few blooms each season, but they have the most glorious scent.

No matter how late I am, I always have to stop and smell the roses, every single time I walk past them.

 

Rose Bud

Orson 1

Rose Bud does not care that it is the middle of winter here.

Nor that I hacked her almost to death very recently. (See  I Thought I’d Killed You.)

She just does her own thing, regardless.

Orson 2

The whole stem that you can see here has grown from the tiny stalk that remained.

On the left is new growth from the larger pink rose bush.

Due to the angle of the sun, the shadows of the rose buds and leaves on the wall behind, do not entirely match those that you can actually see, creating an abstract effect that I love.

And if you wonder why my Rose Buds are always called Orson; check out Orson Welles’ excellent movie, Citizen Kane.

 

I Thought I’d Killed You!

New Rose 1

Thank goodness you’re still alive!

I found my rose bushes covered in black all over their leaves.

As I deemed this too severe to treat by spraying, I hacked away all the diseased branches.

Floribunda

I have three rose bushes in a little section all together: a pink floribunda, that is very well established, with many thick branches, producing multiple blooms throughout the year; and two smaller red rose bushes, precariously established, with one or two spindly branches, producing only one or two roses per season.

Red Red Rose

It was only afterwards, as I raked up the cuttings, that I realised, that in heavily pruning the floribunda rose bush, I had cut back the one and only branch of my deep red rose bush, that was growing in amongst the floribunda.

Shock Horror!

This poor rose bush is barely established and I molly coddle it all the time. It may produce only one bloom a season, but that is a beautiful, deep red rose with such a heavenly scent.

I silently said “Sorry” and “Goodbye” to this straggly rose bush.

So imagine my delight when I noticed the other day that it had survived.

Floribunda 2

New Rose 2

Above you can see one hearty thick branch from the floribunda rose bush, on the left, and on the right, the entire deep red rose bush.

New Rose 4

It is one little twig; with the brand new twiglet growing off from it. Down at the bottom in these two photos you can also see the top of the life-support-irrigation-system. (Plastic milk bottle!)

New rose 3

The other small red rose bush was also still alive and beginning to sprout new growth.

I hadn’t killed them after all!

 

“So what?” you may ask.

So, it is autumn here: June 21st is our winter solstice.

I would not normally prune my rose bushes till spring; 15th August to be precise. (I have this date from an elderly resident who grew the most wonderful roses. Everyone around our neighbourhood waited till she pruned her rose bushes, then we pruned ours!)

No-one prunes their rose bushes at the beginning of winter! It would be like those of you in the North hacking away at your plants in November! (You might even have to clear snow off them to do so!!)

I really thought my little rose bush was done for!

But here it is, sprouting away with healthy new growth.

New Rose 5

Hooray for my plants:  that survive despite me!