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You DO get plants!

So many times I have heard women say that rather than roses, they would prefer a plant as it would last longer. I am here to say

You do get plants!

When someone gives a dozen roses to you, they have just given you 12--count that TWELVE--plants!

How is that possible you say with a gasp!

Well it's not really that hard to make them into plants. You don't need no fancy root starting compound or abracadabra, you just need water.

What's that you say?

Water?!

That all magic water I did say!

Well water and the roses.

When you get a rose vase or bouquet from someone for whatever reason, don't throw them out when they start to die! Instead, as they wither, chop off the top of the bud, an inch under it. Take the leaves off to leave about 1/8" of it on stem (it's wherethe new growth comes in) and then stick it in water. Once you've done that, leave it for a week or two and you will see this...





Then stick it in dirt. No special dirt needed. I don't even dig. Waste of my precious 5 seconds. Nope. I just shove it in the ground. Give it another week and you will see this...



And you've now got however many plants you wish! I have four more to stick in the ground. Just keep it watered--you want it stay fairly wet for a month or so--and you have a rose. Getting to that size from a seed? Will take you a year or more sometimes. Will work with ANY rose.

I'll keep you updated on the progress of mine. Last time I did it, we had a weird winter and it was killed off :/

Oh well! More to come!

'Til next time!
Hugs and kisses!!
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