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How did everybody get started, and Persian Yellow
lms wrote:
In article , says... parents decided to build a new house, my rose was bulldozed one day when I was at school. I was heartbroken. Oh the shock. We had a light pink climber thing growing on the side of the garage in a sort of no man's land that I played in, hiding under the rose and the gnarled fruit trees. I remember clouds of petals on the ground. When my mother remodeled the area, the rose disappeared. Funny how our parents never thought about our attachments to these plants and places. I was caught by this rose addiction partly through the pull of such memories of playing in the dirt as a kid, but mostly because like so many, I bought a house. Simple as that. When you try different things to see what works, you get snagged by the reward that roses give. I'm also quite snagged by clematis for a similar reason. (My first heartbreak with roses! Many more to come!) Always more heartpounders than heart breaks though. Now, even though I love and grow contemporary HTs and some Austins, I'd still like to find that little old yellow rose ... Sue in SoCal the rose Bob mentioned, certainly one of my faves on eart http://www.nmt.edu/~mstephen/py02.jpg That is just GAWjuz! here's a close one: http://www.aoc.nrao.edu/~mstephen/Persi99.jpg one day I grew a great red rose, now I have a computer filled with truly bizarre stuff. Yeah, it just happens, don't it? The bizareness though is inborn. ;~P Regina |
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