I've had a pair of these beauties for years, filled with standard roses (which I loathe). Last autumn mid-prune, I finally became so incensed with the rampant blackspot I reached down and hacked the stem in half. Then reached over to it's twin and decapitated that one, too. The sense of relief was wonderful; at last the bloody things were gone. I burned the roses, emptied out both pots and gave them a good scrubbing with bleached water, then left them standing empty over the winter. I think this year the prolonged snow and freezing temperatures overwhelmed them, and my beloved "bee hive" pots are ruined. Maybe it was only the contents holding them together.
Friday, January 21, 2011
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