I had taken a garden tour and was entranced by a beautiful rose I'd seen. After a bit of thought, I decided to write a note to the gardener, thanking her for her hospitality, and asked if I could have a cutting off that rose. Clara graciously invited me to her garden, and by October of the same year, I had a tiny rooted slip.
This spring, it just bloomed for me for the first time.
My little slip has turned into a healthy, sprawling, climbing rose that is covered with clusters of buds opening to cool pink pompon-like flowers, with a delicate scent. Clara told me her mother had brought the rose from Colombia, and that it's name is "Silva Madre." I have never found a reference to it online.
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| Healthy rose on its own roots |
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| Flowers are just 1 1/2 inch across |
5 comments:
Oh so lovely! I would not trust my brown thumb with such a rare beauty but I hope someone else will cherish a cutting.
THAT is going to look lovely as it grows. And you will have such an interesting story to share. Beautiful.
It's amazing how much life is in plants- from a tiny cutting, you can get a new plant. Plants really are mind-boggling.
Beautiful! I remember your post about the garden tour and your being brave enough to go back and ask for a cutting. That is a rose with an important story!
I love pink roses. They remind me of my dear little grandma who could grown anything. Even better than a beautiful plant is a beautiful plant with a good backstory.
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