I looked at it all the time willing it to grow, to be okay, not to die as if there is some part of her in there.
I kept it watered and fed.
I continued to look at it often as if that helps.
I freaked out when I caught Lucas hitting the bush with a large stick over and over with absolutely no idea of this particular plants great importance.
Then there were buds.
I counted them, forty-five in all, my mum told me that's a lot and that I should be pleased. I still have no idea what colour the roses will be but I picture yellow or pale pink in my head.
One morning I found that it was covered in green wriggly caterpillars. I love caterpillars but I relocated them to another juicy site as this ones not for eating thank you.
The next morning I found it covered (and I mean covered) in Aphids. Are you kidding me? Where's a ladybird or twenty when you need one? I spray them off with water but they are soon back.
Am I being tested?
Is locusts coming next?
Then the other morning Isaac called me to 'quick come see...'
And it looks like its going to be red.
I jump around the garden like a crazy person. I wonder absently what the neighbours must think...
Within a couple of hours it was this...
You get the idea, I took a lot of photos...
But the show ain't over yet. A few hours later it was full on open, gradually turning purple with white flecks inside. Is it always that quick?
I have never been so happy so see a flower in my life.
I read somewhere that you should feed it with Bonemeal once the flowers have made a show. Which I dutifully did.
And there's no stopping it now...
I'm still watching it carefully though and it makes me miss my Nan every time.
In a good way...