A Single Rose – Saturday Stream of Consciousness

One of my favorite meditations is to sit out in the backyard and gaze at the roses. It reminds me of my Mother who loved roses and delighted in painting them with oil on canvas. She had a gorgeous rose garden. She would spend countless hours in her garden planting new bushes and pruning.

These days, I love to take pictures of the ones in my yard and then spend hours editing them. For me, it helps clear my sometimes overactive mind.

If you haven’t seen the post of my Rose Spirals essay, click the link for a dip in beauty.

I haven’t pruned my rose bushes yet.

The first week I planned to, a single rose grew from the dying branches and hugged a few oranges hanging from a wandering limb.

This week, I again planned to prune and found that another single rose grew from the second bush also with dying limbs.

I swear they came out of nowhere.

Even though I live in North County San Diego, this winter has been unusually cold. It dropped to 27 degrees Fahrenheit.

I know, I know, that is a blessing compared to how cold it can get in areas around the globe.

But these two single roses beat it against all odds.

So more pictures for my Soul Blossom poetry book.

But sadly, I will prune the bushes this weekend. And will have to wait until spring to start up my rose meditations again.

My plan is to wrap up my Soul Blossom poetry book and publish by spring!

I would welcome feedback on my poetry on any of your favorites.

Have a glorious day!

24 thoughts on “A Single Rose – Saturday Stream of Consciousness

  1. My grandfather grew roses… In New York.
    I’ve got a place near called the Hershey Rose Gardens. I took a bunch of photos there, but didn’t copy down all the different names. Kind of like lipstick sometimes the names fit, sometimes they are comical. and sometimes you wonder how the name evolved. Good Luck with your roses.

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  2. Lovely roses, Jordy 🙂 We have had a few nights of similar temperatures but the roses don’t mind. The flower all year. They’re full of buds right now. We learned from a neighbour that the roses here were planted by the father of the previous owner around the time of WWI so they’re about a hundred years old!

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    1. Thank you, Jane. Interesting. The leaves turn and we always have to prune the limbs very low for regrowth. Do you prune yours as well? Remarkable that they are from WW1. Sturdy plants!!!

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      1. I don’t prune as hard as I ought. I’m very squeamish about cutting plants. Also they hadn’t been pruned for a few years when we bought the place and I didn’t want to send them into shock. Not sure what to do for the best since there are so many buds on them already.

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        1. I concur. If there are buds, I’d leave them too. This is just so curious to me. We have just always had to prune. I never gave it much thought. Clearly the buds stop coming once it gets cold here. But you have me thinking. I’ll have to research and then teat not pruning on one. Maybe not doing makes them more hardy.

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        2. It maybe depends on the variety. I’m sure old roses were hardier than modern ones, but my mother used to prune our roses back right to the ground and they were about seventy years old, cabbage roses. The climate was pretty bleak up there.

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  3. I love roses too, Jordy, and I’m amazed how late in the year they bloom here in Oregon, almost into December. And I’m not a very good gardener, yet somehow they keep blooming. I think they thrive on appreciation. Your’s must be gorgeous. 🙂

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