Garden surprise

One of the fun things about living in a new place is the surprises that await you in the garden.

I had noticed this little rosebush (and when I say little, I mean about 6 inches tall and only one feeble stem with a single tiny cluster of five leaves) and was convinced it was sickly and would never produce much of anything.

My error.

I bow to the determination of nature to reproduce in spite of the odds.