The Great Rose Massacre

Now ALL of the roses I transplanted are looking terrible. I don't think any of them are going to make it. My only consolation is that they were dying anyways where they were. I just hastened the inevitable. To make matters worse, Seven Sisters appears to be DOA and Harrison's Yellow and General Jacqueminot didn't make it through the winter. I've never lost so many roses at once.

One bright spot on the horizon was a flying visit I made to Home Depot. They have all sorts of heirloom roses between and $7 and $10. The checkout lines were crazy so I didn't buy anything. I'm going to do some research on the varieties they have available and then go back during the week when it will be (hopefully) less crowded.

I made a new slideshow for my computer at work. I was tired of looking at last year's pictures. In addition to some of the random spring pictures I've already posted, here are a few more that made the cut:



Not part of my new slideshow. Look at how large and healthy these hellebores are! I think they are a special non-blooming type.
Remember the mystery tulips? They popped up all over my backyard. Here's one that actually bloomed. This is a really shady spot except in the early morning. I'm going to be making a new shade garden here. Lots of ferns to hide the ugly fence.
Actea, the flower that started my heirloome mania. I deliberately planted a bunch of these where the tulips that got eaten last year grew happily for so many years before becoming a rabbit buffet. I don't get mad, I get even. Rabbits don't like daffodils. Take that, you Furry Fiend!
Did I mention that I have a lot of white daffodils?
These were supposed to be green daffodils. Do you see any green daffodils? I don't see any green daffodils.