I love my Lenten roses – they are blooming their heads off just in time for Lent (see above).
Of course, they aren’t a true “rose” – not among my rosarian friends. But I love them just the same. I just wish their little faces would turn up toward the sky. They tend to look downward toward the earth, but their foliage is beautiful and they make a fabulous ground cover in the off season.
Washington’s Birthday is the day to prune your roses and I did that today. My son, Braddock, has a puppy named Sally. She chewed up my garden gloves so I had to prune my roses “naked.”
Well, I’d better clarify that. I pruned without gloves and I’m still bleeding.
There are several trains of thought regarding pruning roses according to Shirley, my garden adviser. You can prune them back to “sock level” and they will go crazy at a slower speed, or you can prune them knee level and get bigger bushes faster. I went for the sock thing.