Annual outing

The rose that I just can’t kill – not through lack of trying.
 
I now just cut it back to ground level at the end of each season, and look out for it the following year.  There are lots of buds coming on, so maybe another blip or two to come.
 
This morning I started early to beat the heat and trim the front hedge, it was well over-due.  This afternoon I slept.  Getting old you know . . .
 
 
Many thanks to Annie for hosting Flower Friday.