As I've mentioned, we moved from southern Wisconsin to central Minnesota last spring, and my stubborn self brought about half my garden with me. Literally. I loaded up an entire u-haul with my houseplants, roses, perennials, clematis, and even a few shrubs, and a two tiny trees. No joke. I proudly claim to a be a pretty good rose gardener, so my roses were top priority in the move. I worried about them like mad until I had them firmly planted, bud union 3-4 inches below the cold zone 4 surface.
I was lucky enough to have the perfectly timed move. I was able to dig up the roses I was bringing with me just as they broke dormancy. I planted them in compost and potting soil, and waited until a month later when they were loaded into the truck. I unloaded them the next morning, and spent a week digging holes and planting them with bone meal, manure (yum) and fertlizer.
When they began blooming, I felt a pride like none other. Hard work is so worth it. Not a stellar year, but I only lost one rose in the transition... and I won't know for sure until spring, that one may not be a goner... you just never know.
Nonetheless, here are a few shots of the roses from last season.
The aphids came with us, too... lol. Heirloom
I was lucky enough to inherit an rose garden, too!
Don't know the name of this beauty, but it is tall, a repeat bloomer, and very cane hardy in zone 4. looks like bayse's blueberry?
Can't wait for spring!