Resurrecting the Roses

Every fall (October 22, it is) I bury my roses (now that I know better.) Then on April 22 (or thereabouts) they come up. I have help, from a surgeon, burying them, but I brought them up myself this year. It is frightening, trying to change the direction of the bush from horizontal to vertical. I think one limb is damaged, but most of the five are going to make it.

This one couldn't even wait. Small leaves were curling out of crevices in the ground.

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