Does anyone remember this old nonsense rhyme?
Moses supposes that roses are toeses
but Moses supposes erroneously.
I snapped this photo this afternoon, just as it was starting to drizzle. These roses, which go by the name “Knockout Roses,” named for their bright fuscia color. They are everywhere in this area of Ohio, and one of their delights is their staying-power. They bloom profusely, and continuously–until they freeze. A draw-back is that Japanese beetles enjoy the beautiful roses too, and enjoy them way too much some years. But even after the blooms are devoured by the beetles, they come back in full strength in about a month. This year, 2015, the beetles were absent, or at least I didn’t see any of them.
These blossoms were discreetly trying to survive just a bit longer, under cover of some yet-green leaves.