In the gardens to the side of the house, I have two David Austins, Othello and Graham Thomas and two floribundas, Hot Cocoa and America's Choice aka Hans Christian Anderson. There is also a green rose out there. I have 'Linda Campbell' up next to the house and a huge mess of 'Dorothy Perkins' and "White Dorothy Perkins' covering a screen that sort of blocks the gardens from the road. There are rose fences around the yard on the east drive and down around the front. Those are all old garden roses and some new rugosas - hardy to a fault. I don't do hybrid teas as they die. The only roses I've ever lost were grafted. We get 300 inches of snow and my roses go naked into the winter with the exception of the two on the screen, which I wrap with burlap. Occasionally I have some break down, but for the most part they weather the storms nicely.
Neal, that's one of the lovely things about the old own root roses, they sucker and are easy to pass along.
This is La Reine Victoria, a pillar that lives in the strawberry patch.
