Rose By Any Name

Bill Shakespear said in Romeo and Juliet that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. I bet he never planted roses. I have to plant some roses. And, I know nothing about roses except they have thorns.

A little research tells me that roses like sun, not too much water and lots of natural fertilizer. Okay, I will plant them in the sun. So far as water goes, if it rains, they get wet. Next I have located a cow with diarrhea. I plan to just back her up to the spot where the roses go.

You have to understand, I do not have a green thumb. Sure, I can grow some vegetables, but when it comes to shrubs and flowers, I am less than incompetent.

There are literally hundreds of rose varieties. I have selected a Drift rose. My reason is quite simple. They are supposed to require little or in my case, no maintenance.

Let’s face it. When I comes to flower beds or any other yard decorative plants, at best it is a shot in the dark with me.

I did build a rock garden one time. All the rocks died.

Logic tells me that all my arguments should excuse me from planting roses.

I have to plant them anyway.

PMO
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