Rain! Blessed rain!

Roadside sunset

                                                                                                   
Saturday, Sept. 28


Well, the weatherman got it half right.  Lovely, lovely afternoon rain.  The temperature started  dropping instead of rising.  Now at 73 instead of 87.  Thank goodness.  Rain and downpours for an hour or more. Over 1 1/2 inches so far.

While sitting on the front porch and watching the rain, I finally have decided  what to do with the roses in the front yard.  They are Knockout Roses and tough as can be.  The problem has been where to move them.
Now, I have a cool weather project in mind.
With the garden(s) on the south  side of the house, that take most of my energy and time, I  need to do something with the old, sad beds in the front.  Every summer, this area has gone to pot in the heat.  The soil is just silt. Nothing to hold on to water and the moles undermine everything there that is moist. 
Since the roses don't seem to be bothered by heat, dryness, moles, and whatever else nature decides to send this way, why not move them to the bed and let them be the stars instead of afterthoughts.
Now, research of when to move the plants and plan accordingly.
I used Jerry Baker's formula when I set the red rose out.  It has done very well. Hopefully, it will survive the move.  The pink rose bush has hung on through two summers of brutal heat and little water. It deserves a little care in a new home as well.

Keeping my fingers crossed!