Roses are one of the great pleasures to behold in life...have grown a few but no expert, have one in a pot which I am nurturing..keep expecting it to turn up its toes but it is faring quite well, have just pruned it and fertilised and can't wait for the spring flowers it will hopefully reward me with..oh..and I talk to it every day (get a life Yello!)
Love them and have them growing in the yard. They are over thirty years old. My husband's grandmother grew them when she came to Australia and her husband brought them over from their old house when he moved.
I have five rose bushes at the moment. All with lovely scent. Red, pink and yellow.
They look like twigs at the moment because I just pruned them last week, so can't wait for spring time to enjoy them again.
I really don't care for roses. I grew up having them in my yard as a young boy. My mom didn't like us playing soccer in the yard as we caused a lot of damage to her garden, while those rose bushes caused a lot of damage to our fingers and soccer balls. Besides that, I have seen other types of flowers that are way more beautiful and awesome than roses.
I love roses and have grown them. I planted a white iceberg rose and also a red and a pink one in the front yard soon after moving here. I get pleasure from looking at them in the garden or picking a few roses to put in a vase. I am lucky there are no rose-damaging birds here. My current roses don't have a strong scent.
I love roses, especially the heritage roses, and those with a lovely scent. My neighbour has a front yard full of them, and they are a delight to all who pass by. They are a great pleasure to me also ...
My parents' had a huge circular Rose Garden with a path through it. The roses were ok to me; they were jst flowers!
One day I came down the steep side of the house on my two wheeler, but because the grass was wet, my normal left turn didn't happen & I slew into the Rose garden at a very fast rate, ending up in the middle!
How I didn't break my left leg or arm, I'll never know! But suffice to say, I was covered in thorns, cut & scratched by the rock perimeter!
I was soaked in a bath with Dettol, then my mother had to extract EVERY rose thorn! She was not a happy mum!