Garden for Kendall

It has come around again. Years ago, I worked on a garden and lost myself in it. Then I got sad, and then I got sick. The garden grew without me. The weeds encroached and only the most hardy and aggressive flowers made it through the cold hard winters and summers of neglect. Only a few roses of the many survived.

There was some poking around in there before, but I have decided to name my new space the Kendall Garden. There are new roses in there. I am wiser now, and there will be no more tea roses planted in what is demonstrated to be a hostile environment. Maybe the floribunda rose Trumpeter will manage better. I moved a shoot from....I think it is John Cabot over to the new space. The shoot was new this year. Shortly after I noticed it growing well out of place, it fell victim to the lawn mower. Despite this, it regrouped, put out a few leaves and emerged again. It is in a much safer location now.