It’s cool and breezy today; not ideal horseback riding weather — especially when we’re used to warm and still. It was actually windy for a while; windy enough that a large chunk of tree came down next to the round pen on the other side. Thankfully, it did not come down a) right on the pen or b) while someone was using it. That’s a nice shady pen, but it may be a bit less so for a while.
Two or three years ago, I bought an inexpensive rose and plopped it down into a half-barrel. It has more than repaid the minimal cash and care that went into it. It covers itself in bloom.
The roses have an old-fashioned look about them.
If they just had a bit of scent, they would be perfect.
If you look closely at the first picture, you will see some odd foliage sticking up that does not belong to any rose. It’s a young mulberry tree. No doubt planted by a passing bird, it’s persisted for a couple of years even though I keep cutting it back. The rosebush is way to prickly to get at the roots and pull it out. If it begins to get too ambitious, I might give it a try — next winter. You have to give it credit for persistence, though!