…but you can’t make her think.” So said Dorothy Parker, when challenged to use horticulture in a sentence. I guess people were wittier then than they are now.
I present to you one of the things I find very interesting on the TDH. As you know by now, much of my route passes by abandoned buildings, wrecked homes, and empty lots. These blocks used to have alleys, and way back when (say, about the 1920s or 1930s) many people planted roses along their back fences. Those roses, unlike their surroundings, have continued to thrive. It makes for an interesting scene later in the summer, when all of those magnificent roses are in bloom amidst the wreckage.
Here’s the first group of said roses I’ve seen in flower this year. Lovely, no? The rusted garage door sets them off quite nicely.
Roses in Hell, ver. 1
Roses from Hell, ver. 2
And all this time, I thought roses were hard to grow.