I planted knockout roses on the graves of my parents, grandparents and late husband last year. I visited their graves at the first of the month to see how they were doing and to trim them up a bit.
Imagine my surprise when I went to decorate my loved ones’ graves this weekend and found one of them had been dug up, the hole filled and leaves spread over the now vacant spot where it once stood.
Did you think I wouldn’t notice that I was missing one rose?
Did you, perhaps think it might grow better in your yard and rescued it.