Since I moved to a retirement community a year ago, I have had very limited space for plants. Consequently, as soon as I saw the sorry state of my one and only blooming rose and the unpromising state of the buds near it, I began seriously thinking of removing this plant. After all, I had applied systemic pesticide/fertilizer three times, hung two blue sticky traps nearby, and manually removed all the pests I saw at least once a day.
However, as if reading my mind, my one and only bloom began to curl its petals downward, hiding its deformities, and looking a lot more attractive.
So I decided to bring the bloom inside. Then I knew why the previous residents had left this rose in place: the fragrance! The BEGUILING, FABULOUS fragrance!
So, for the moment, I feel a lot like the Little Prince, with a love-hate (mostly love at the moment) relationship with my one and only rose. So I have shelved thoughts of removing the rose, as least for now.