"A black cat among roses,
phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon,
the sweet smells of heliotrope
and night-scented stock.
The garden is very still. It is dazed with moonlight,
contented with perfume..."
Magenta knock-out roses in shades of vivid magenta to pale pink as they go through their bloom cycle.
Abundant knock-out roses... insane, instant full-bloom.
More knock-outs, planted last year.
Reine des violettes, a lavender, thornless, lanky rose with a fascinating petal structure.
Mister Lincoln, a luscious, barn red rose planted in 1999 at our old house, transplanted when we moved here. The bokeh balls in the purple plum tree were a surprise.
I've lost the name of this rose, it could be a Chrysler Imperial.
Mister Lincoln against a blanket of magenta knock-outs.
Wasn't it weeks ago we had days of snow and ice? This land called Texas is full of surprises.