My love is like a red, red, rose …

So goes the Scottish folksong penned by Robbie Burns. And Hope for Humanity, the blood red rose developed by the Morden, Manitoba research station for the 100th anniversary of the Canadian Red Cross in 1995 is to me the embodiment of the kind of love the rose was meant to spread. When I bought my HFH rose in 2004, Golden Acres nursery was donating proceeds from the sale to the Red Cross. In 2011, Greengate (formerly Golden Acres) has partnered with the Calgary Homelessness Foundation and is donating the proceeds from the sale of Hope for Humanity to the foundation.

After the first few years of splendid performance, my Hope rose languished the past two seasons, and this spring it had died back to the ground and I feared it was not coming back. I tend to go metaphoric, and with the news of the world so grim these days, I’ve been waiting for the rose to give me a glimmer of hope. And I’m happy to report that it has. Suddenly, about three weeks ago, there was a burst of vigorous new growth, the bursting forth of buds, and here she is, after last night’s rain:

I’m going to Greengate tomorrow to buy another Hope for Humanity rose. Seems such an easy and thoroughly pleasurable way to spread a little love around. You need one in your garden too, right?

2 thoughts on “My love is like a red, red, rose …

    • Thanks, Diane. I think we all suffer from a sense of hopelessness, and the feeling that there’s nothing we can do to alleviate humanities woes. Likely the proceeds donated from the sale of these roses are insignificant on a global scale, but I find that watching it bloom every year at least keeps me mindful of how lucky I am to have a peaceful garden and the wherewithall to fill it with beautiful plants. And inspires me to look for other ways to share.

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