They were suppose to die off in mid-September, but Brut's roses weren't giving up that easy. Remind you of anyone? :)
While we've had good weather, we've also had small bouts of cold rain, sleet, snow and high winds that didn't cause a whimper. I guess there's a reason they are called Knock Out Roses! They just keep blooming!
And hubby Mark, always just looks at me and says, "Is it any wonder? Look at who's under there!"
That's my Bruter Boy!
Have a happy Wednesday!