When we returned from our vacation, I found all my beautiful rose bushes in bloom. Just breathtaking. They always look so beautiful and healthy this time of year, before the beetles and aphids attack.
Last night my DH put up a trellis for the one bush because we had a storm before we left and the poor rose was hanging down forward. Ready to snap. So when we returned I bought a white trellis and kindly and lovingly asked him to PLEASE stake my beautiful rose bush. I've had it for several years now and did not want to lose it like I lost my Rose Climber 5 years ago from a hurricane. I loved that climber. It was healthy and so tall with gorgeous yellow double roses. The most beautiful plant I had. It was my pride and joy. Then a hurricane came through and just ripped it out of the ground!!! I actually cried. I babied that rose and cared for it. Then it was gone. So I replaced it with another, it's beautiful, but it's not my precious climber. But that's ok, a rose is beautiful no matter what. Although my DH probably wouldn't agree after the ordeal it took to put in the trellis. Poor guy, trying to dig behind a large rose bush with their lovely thorns was not fun for him. I think if it were up to him he would of dug it up. Close your little buds my dear rose bush. He didn't mean it. But he did a good job. Now it's standing up straight and proud.