Saturday, May 4, 2013
Who's Your Daddy?
In the photo below, there are about 50 small roses, a paler color, and the size of drink coasters.
I really never considered the sex lives of roses, but now I feel I must. It seems rather apparent to me that some rose has been spreading his or her pollen in a new bush.
These roses are not even the same color. It would be like trying to pass off a Chinese baby as Irish/German to a suspicious husband. Or perhaps an Irish/German baby to a suspicious Chinese husband.
Now, I know flowers are the result of some kind of pollen spreading routine. I don't think actual sex occurs, but I've never watched the roses at night which may be why I don't see anything sexy happening. There is something going on that isn't exactly kosher.
First of all, this is not a new rose bush. It's been here for 10 years or so. This is the first year there has been any suspicion of infidelity on my part. In every other year, the roses have been pretty much the same old thing. Just roses.
I'm wondering if I should do something to try and soothe tempers out there. I mean, having babies that are a lot different from what you expected probably causes some traumatic hurt feelings.
I hope the plants lives through this experiment in infidelity. Some do, you know. Some don't.