On Monday I tripped over a hose and fell. On Tuesday I hobbled to the doctor for X-rays to prove nothing was broken and that the titanium hip was hold firm. The doctor said, “No gardening – for two weeks!” Talk about impossible. My husband has been out in the garden every evening, and yesterday daughter Betsy arrived to put in a full day clipping the grass around the roses on the Rose Walk. She did some other weeding, too. Henry mowed and zipped and did every other necessary thing. Things are looking good.
Unfortunately, there is a little more to do before the Franklin Land Trust Farm and Garden Tour on Saturday. Fortunately, daughter Diane is on her way! She will not be idle.
In the meantime, more roses are opening every day.
I planted Sitka last spring and she is blooming for the first time. Beautifully.
You can see I depend on these tough rugosas, but there is more to the Rose Walk and Rose Bank than rugosas. It’s just that the rugosa are the earliest bloomers. Stay tuned for more.
Oh Pat, I am so glad you aren’t broken. What a shock to that body to fall though. Daughters are marvelous. Lucky you to have two of them and a helpful husband. Yay.
Lisa – I am extremely fortunate in all my relatives!
Pat — Hope you feel better soon. The roses look glorious!
Mary – As long as I’m standing up straight – or sitting up straight – I’m fine. The worst is to be out in the garden, even to supervise – and know I cannot, should not bend. Frustrating.
I feel for you! Thank goodness for the troops–and for a sensible doctor. Feel better, and enjoy the tour!
I’m so glad you’re more or less OK and that you have able and willing garden helpers. I have a bad habit of leaving the hoses in the paths where they can be tripped on. I should stop doing that!