Last Hurrah

They say it's time to prune the roses, so these flowers had to be sacrificed. I don't usually bring blooms inside--the cats get too interested and everything gets knocked around--but I couldn't bear to throw these in the compost, so I'll enjoy them behind closed doors somewhere. It would be easier to prune if the plants weren't so confused by this warm out-of-season weather; it's awfully hard to make hacking decisions when there is new growth everywhere.