Finishing a rose garden with 36 properly prepared, 2-foot deep holes, filled with porous soil, an advantageous ground irrigation system and topped with 6 inches of mulch. (Jeanette Painter)

Finishing a rose garden with 36 properly prepared, 2-foot deep holes, filled with porous soil, an advantageous ground irrigation system and topped with 6 inches of mulch. (Jeanette Painter)

A GROWING CONCERN: Everything is coming up roses

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