The roses are coming into their own right now. My dedicated rose bed, which I created several years ago because Lowes had reduced a whole bunch of Fairy roses in their “dead plant section” and I had nowhere to put them. I consulted with the husband, as you do, to the extent that you listen to his input and then completely disregard it, and then set about constructing a bed using the lasagne method. If you are not familiar with the method it is basically using some sort of edging for the bed, then layering newspapers and compost and top soil lasagne style and then letting it “cook” for a while and then planting it.
Of course I did not have the patience to wait for it to “cook” for a while so I created the bed lasagne style and actually cut through the newspapers to plant the roses.
They have since grown into monsters that are smothered in blooms right now. They also share their bed with Asiatic and Oriental Lilies.
The circular bed in the middle of the lawn was an emergency project (much like the rose bed) when I had bought some carpet roses in the dead plant section at Lowes and then went up to Raleigh to meet up with my HGTV garden buddies at the Plant Delights Nursery and spent the weeks grocery budget on plants.
Many of the plants that I bought at Plant Delights have since died, but the Hardy Ginger and Baptista have thrived. The Hardy Ginger strangely enough has wandered off the reservation so to speak, and is now several feet away from where I originally planted it.
In the back I, once upon a time, planted a white tree rose in the center of the patio. That tree rose quickly reverted to root stock and is now a rambling, tumbling, riot of red in the Spring that defies belief.
My favorite rose of course is Ms Lady Banks. A thoroughly Southern Lady she is not only thornless but is absolutely rampant, growing bigger and better every year that she exists. Not only is she beautiful, but she is voracious, she can eat an arbor or any other structure that you attempt to train her over, thankfully she is also not adverse to pruning, shrugging it off with a shake of her head, as if you think a pruning will hold her back.
Also on the edge of the patio I have a “nearly wild” rose, that puts forth charming, innocent pink blooms that always make me smile
I have to admit I am a rose fan. There are huge problems with growing them here in North Carolina, not least of which is black spot, thanks to the humidity, but if you can find the right type that will withstand the heat and humidity of our summers they are well worth the effort.