I had been meaning to blog more often this week, but it's turning out to be a much busier and difficult week than I anticipated. It's almost over, I know, and it's a long weekend to boot — but we've got so much to get done around the house that it doesn't feel like a holiday. We are getting all sorts of things installed next week, and my grandmother is coming in exactly 8 days, so it's rush-rush-rush now.
When we bought the house (in the middle of winter), we were told that there was a rose garden under the snow. It didn't appear last year — there was one lone bush of wild roses, with a few blooms — but I didn't think too much of it. But this year:
The scabrosas (the last two) are a particular surprise. I had assumed that they had been regular thorny hedges.
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