No green thumbneeded.
They thrive on
neglect.
.
Pale pink dominates, reaching to six feet high.
It's Sparky's playground.
He is forever chasing lizards
under and around the bushes.
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March 2007 - November 6, 2012
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8 comments:
Some pretty good neglect going on, I think.
Beautiful.
My favorite are the red ones growing next to the white ones.
J Cosmo, I love easy ;-)
Freddie, wish I could send you a bunch!
Larry, unfortunately, the red ones were not in prime shape for close-ups. I'll keep watch, though, and post a good pic just for you.
Foam, FTD ain't got nuthin' on me
;-) Thanks.
i love your roses!! wow! you have an amazing "black thumb"!!
ha...thanks, Blaez. I am the perfect example of the world's laziest gardener.
i can't remember where i can found that flower..
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