Since the overnight temperatures were forecasted to dip belowing freezing this weekend, my husband and I pulled up the tomato cages and tossed old vines and rotten pumpkins over the fence. It’s always sad to see another gardening season end. When we returned to the house, I noticed one last rose was blooming. It’s our Adolf Horstmann, a yellow hybrid tea rose, that we’ve had for about three to fours. He’s hardy, requires little care, smells wonderful, and is beautiful. No wonder he’s my favorite!
After a summer of drought and scorching heat, “Adolf” was determined to produce one more rose before he retired for the winter. This rose is now sitting on our kitchen table and every time I look at him, I think about great our next spring will be.