I made a quick trip to Nashville for the bank on Friday, returning late Saturday. Having grown up in Nashville, I always try to visit friends and go by to visit my mother-in-law, Robbie. When our children were small, they could not pronounce Robbie, so our daughter began calling her “Obbie” and it stuck. Now our whole family has called her Obbie for years.
When I was in high school, I helped Obbie plant the rose pictured above. I believe we planted it in 1982. She never sprays it and only prunes every other year or so. It always puts out several fabulous flushes of bloom. I have never known the name of this rose. It has a light tea fragrance and blooms in tight clusters without a center rose.
Someone gave her a cutting of a hummingbird vine a few years ago, and she planted pot and all in the ground just beneath far side of the stair railing of her side porch. Every year, it springs to life and literally takes over her porch! Needless to say, the hummingbirds love it. I just had to take a picture of it.
I went by the Music City Rose Garden downtown, but due to parking and construction issues, was unable to stop and visit the garden. Maybe next trip……
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