This shrub makes LG very happy. It is the same as one planted in the last house, which was a mound of yellow for a few weeks, but sadly, it did not return the following year. LG was very happy to have found it again last fall in time for planting. LG had thought it was a hardy shrub, but a worker at a garden centre told her the Persian Yellow is a climbing rose.LG would be very, very happy if this week rose could be safely lifted, placed in a pot, saved and then replanted once the landscaping work is done. She has visions of it climbing up and over an archway at the entrance to the backyard, its yellow blooms forming a welcoming frame to the garden beyond...who is going to dig it up, care for it, re-plant it, erect the archway, train the branches, etc., etc., is any body's guess...the very thought of all that effort gives LG hives.
But, then, perhaps she will muster the inner resources for this lovely Persian Yellow...
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My life has crept so long on a broken wing
Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear,
That I come to be grateful at lasts for a little thing.
~~Lord Alfred Tennyson, Maud
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