1/26/2009

if this is you...


swirly, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

If, when you saw a posting on Freecycle for 12(!) rosebushes, you realized that they were just calling your name..."Jana," they said...and you thought to yourself just how much those rosebushes would cost and just how much you would enjoy them, you probably didn't think twice before you told that person that you could pick them up on Saturday and then told yourself that despite the rain you could surely dig 12 deep holes in your garden for those bushes this weekend.

And you may have even thought twice about this ridiculous project when you realized that the rosebushes were ancient, with ginormous (20-40lb) rootballs and you knew that you would be doing much of the toting yourself...to the car...to the garden....to finding exactly the right spot within the garden. And not to mention those holes that would need digging.

And if this is you, you really meant it when you told your son how glad you were that he was now a teenager, because he could lift the bushes even better than you. And you are singing the praises of leather gloves after blood running down your arms from those thorns(!). But you have just finished hole #8 and have just three more to go tomorrow (#12 rosebush went to a friend) and you...you have no regrets at all.

6 comments:

Alisa said...

What a wonderful project, in the end.

So, let me get this straight the "rosebud" was calling "Jana" in its last hours? Sorry, I've got that movie on my brain this week!

amelia said...

why does this not surprise me at all? i saw that posting to freecycle and thought of you, too. i would have thought of myself except i have nowhere to plant roses...

ldahospud said...

I love, love, love roses (I have 41 rosebushes!) and I love Freecycle--way to go on your score! Do you know what varieties they are? My current obsession is Austin roses.

Keep diggin, my friend . . .

jana said...

Alisa:
heh. Yes, definitely just like that. :)
Amelia: I'll def bring you some of the blossoms :)
Idaho:
Some of them had labels like "Pink," "Red," or "Yellow." Some said "Surprise." They came from a woman who'd moved into a house and wanted them gone so she could plant a veggie garden. So I am in for some surprises in s few months when they blossom (they are trimmed down to the canes right now). I've not yet met a rose that I don't like, but I am hoping (hoping) that these might be surprisingly lovely ones.
Wow, and 41 rosebushes!! Jealous!!

lma said...

Not me, for sure. I don't garden; I wouldn't do that to the poor, defenseless plants. I did not get the gardening talent gene.

But your post reminds me so much of of my father. He grew beautiful roses.

Vajra said...

O, gee, I'm feeling ENVY. Big time.