When we moved, I missed my tea roses. They were a hardy bunch. In fact, I would forget to water them for weeks at a time, and yet, they'd bloom three times a year. It's planted right by my front door, a dozen of them, all in a row.
They were my mother's legacy for working at Tom Thumb. The discarded dying plants of the floral shop. Some she's purchased for a dollar or two. I love those roses, but they're not mine anymore.
My husband bought me a rose plant from SAMS. And in just less than 6 weeks, look at the buds I am getting! I'm looking forward to when they bloom. There were two roses plant, but the other one died.
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