…would be, well, a different rose. My Mr. Lincoln is the only rose bush that survived last summer’s drought, and that, just barely. All of my roses are in containers. Mr. Lincoln was lucky enough to have the largest, which is probably what saved him. The other containers made it hard for me to find [...]

Some people call them weeds.  A lot of us call them “wildflowers.”  Those of us who live in more rural locations, where it doesn’t make sense to try and have a “lawn” of any size, usually see a lot of these whenever we get some rain, and are too lazy busy to mow. I had [...]