Of the roses that she grew, she especially loved the little pink roses she called sweetheart roses. She gave cuttings to most of us as we grew up and moved into our own homes. I had several plants in front of the porch at our first home. The boys tried with all they had to trample the little plants, but each spring a new bunch of pink sweeties opened up and laughed at them.
When we moved to our current home, I got new cuttings--some from mom and some from the plants at the old house. I planted three cuttings on each side of our front porch and they've done very well for about 15 years now.
However, a week or so ago, I noticed that the winter weather killed off two of my bushes. Luckily, I had dropped a brick on a wayward limb last fall. As a result, I had a new little cutting rooted in place. Richard dug it up and moved it to the spot where the other two were, so there's no longer a huge gap on one side of the porch. I'm hopeful that the new plant will spread and fill in the space.
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