Lily Pons
After last year’s frigid winter I feared I lost the tea roses, whose canes are not as winter hardy as the shrub varieties’. With a heavy heart and a freshly learned lesson in mind I bought these sub-zero Lily Pons plants to replace them.
When the weather finally turned, from the roots of my dearly departed roses sprung healthy new shoots. (I take this opportunity to advise tidy rosarians not to rush digging up rose plants that look beyond hope. You would be surprised at the resilience of vegetal life; I had shrubs that looked dead for three seasons come back to life.)
Though miraculously recovered, they haven’t bloomed this year and I really don’t know, since they sprouted from below the graft bud, if the new canes will bear Peace or Dr. Huey.
Because the rest of the roses bloom only in June, the task of flowering fell on the shy “Lily Pons”, which arrived slightly late and slightly damaged by the long time they spent in the box on the way.
Every time I buy a new rose, it comes with a stored stash of blossoms that manifestsgenerously during the first season.
This is why I have roses in bloom in my garden at the beginning of October. Normally this would be the month when Peace spoils me with gigantic butter yellow flowers, but for now I am just grateful to still have them around. There will be other years.