Last year when we undertook the landscaping project at the Ring Dring Ranch, we had a miscommunication with the landscaper. We wanted to move Grandma Dring's roses, but the landscaper dug it up and discarded it. Mysweetwilliam retrieved it, planted it in the back yard, and we both kept our fingers crossed. Today, I caught a glimpse of red from my office window, and decided to head out back for a look. Sure enough, it is flourishing.
I'm thrilled!