I think that when you are thinking about planting roses, an important consoderation to keep in mind is that someday, you will die
Perhaps you love the meditative nature of caring for rose bushes but one day you will die, and no one will be able to manage the weirdly intense Gardening Regime that you set for everything you planted and your roses will become overgrown and dangerous and someone, perhaps, even, your beloved grandchild, will be obligated to take a pruning shear the size of their own fucking arm to a bunch of rose canes that are as big around as their own fucking wrist, PERHAPS, PERHAPS THESE THINGS MIGHT HAPPEN. JUST SOMETHING TO KEEP IN MIND.
This is a call out post for my grandfather who I love and miss very much every day… Wish he was still here with us, to trim his fucking rose bushes
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