Soft moss a downy pillow makes, and green leaves spread a tent,
Where faerie fold may rest and sleep until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright, Sleep, Faeries all, Goodnight.
---Elizabeth T. Dillingham "A Faery Song"
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Ladies and Gentlemen I Introduce to You the First Rose Blossom of 2010!
First a little background about me and roses. About 3 years ago I had an interest re-kindled in heirloom roses. I say re-kindled because I have always loved roses-- even as a child I have memories of them. I just didn't know the differences between the heirlooms and the hybrid teas till recently. I had all but given up on roses until I stumbled upon some people on the garden web who were chatting away about finding them in old home places, cemeteries and even roadsides. Then the fever hit. I started propagating in a simple mist system and had whopping success. Even Glen has been hooked! Every spring we combine our beloved back road drives with my passion. I swear Glen can spot a stem with briars on it at 1000 yards! I am not someone who simply MUST have an ID for every rose although you are welcome to tell me what you think I have. I just name them according to where I found them. So it is for this posting. I just know this rose was found in Alabama at Wesley Chapel church and cemetery. It re-blooms all summer and is white with pink edges. The blooms are small and not fragrant, the leaves are healthy all season. It was near a grave from the 1940's.
Here is the mother bush:
I'll be glad when the other roses join in-- but until then I'll enjoy the sweetness of these first blooms.