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Project rose duplication begins!!!

I say it all evilly mind you.

Or you can call it rose propagation if you will. I'm an open person. It's all good.

I should explain hmm?

So I have roses. Or my mom does. And it is one of the "shining" pieces of our yard. As in, neighbors love them, are welcome to have cut ones (they see it as oh so nice, when in reality it's great for the roses to connnnsstantly be cut... truly; never be afraid to slice a rose up--they love it!), and people love to smell them. They are also shocked when they find out most of our roses bloom year round. Even in winter.

Really!

I am working on a garden in the center of our backyard to place my miniature roses and strawberries as well as having a project of multiplying my mom's roses into my own. Hey, I'm cheap, so what?

And secretly I will have less grass to cut.
Shhh...

So that's my new project for the yard. Slowly make that center garden--currently have our old wine barrel filled with dirt [and some poppies] as starting point (which decided to break as I put it there so it's permanently there :D)--and show how easy it is to multiply roses. Even from roses you get as gifts. Yes, the long-stemmed roses CAN be turned into plants!

So...

Let's start!

You need a rose.
Oh I can skip that part?
Gotcha.



Here is one of ours. I believe a white rose. You can see, there is a small bud that we shall behead (sorry little guy, I mourn a moment...), and then strip the entire thing of leaves, thorns, and the like.




This is what you end up with. One naked little thing. (Put some clothes on, I said the rose!)




This is where it goes. (I have a few others. One tiny one is plant off-shoot I'm doing with leaves on.) Notice the very fancy plant starter system. Just a vase (or cup, as long as it holds water and supports rose, you're fine) with water. Good ol' tap, but if you want spoil em, go for filtered!




This is where they will stay. In a windowsill, untouched, for a week or two until they show sprouts on the main stem. I will keep making new post to show their progress. We are speed growing this way. It would take you one-two years to achieve this by seed.

Here's another, which shows you a budded rose. If it's a stemmed rose you get same process, but just wait and enjoy blooms, then when they start dying off do this. You can get one plant per long-stemmed rose.




Befooorrrre




Affffffffter.

This one I have marked #1 HD (Home Depot) rose as it's one which mom got for free from HD and I am gonna make her more than one. And the plant is barely alive so by taking off that one straggly bud, I am forcing the plant to put the energy into the plant, not that one weakling which right now serves no purpose.

I'll keep you posted!

Hugs and kisses and more to come!
Til next time!!

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