Several years ago our neighbors put their home on the market as they had decided to build a new one. Fred & Jane were the best of folks and always kept their garden in pristine condition. She was always willing to share cuttings and we had many good talks about the garden and plants in general. Around the lamp-post in their front yard was a large planting of iris and wrapped around the lamp-post itself was a beautiful ‘Lady Banks’ (R. banksiae lutea) rose. Its beautiful yellow blossoms joined with daffodils and forsythia each year to herald the arrival of spring on our lane.
Not long after Fred & Jane moved, our new neighbor moved in. Don’t misunderstand me, our neighbor is a great guy. He has a heart of gold and is one of the nicest people I know. He will readily admit though, that he is not a gardener. I went out early one Saturday morning after he moved in. Lawn mowers and weed wackers were buzzing around the neighborhood and I saw him busily working in his yard. Then i noticed that he had just cut that lovely Lady banks rose to the ground with the weed wacker! I struck up a conversation with him and in due course explained that the plant he had just hacked to ground zero level was indeed a species rose that if left to its own devices would once again reign supreme over his lamp-post….. We laughed and he said he would leave it alone. I told him that being a species rose that it only blooms on previous years growth, so he would now have to wait two years for blooms…
This morning I went out to get the paper and to my great delight saw the first blooms on this rescued rose ever so gently creeping its way up around the lamp-post again.
What’s that saying, “God is in His heaven, Jesus is on the throne, and the Lady Banks rose is once again heralding springtime on the lane… All is right with the world….”