spring roses

Just outside the garage, growing beside the concrete apron is an old white crepe myrtle with a very thick trunk, unusual for crepe myrtles that like to spring up new branches from the root all the time. They'd be giant shrubs if you let them, but somehow this one has grown into a tree and it is quite tall. Nearby it grow two oak trees.

Someone, in the past, planted two climbing roses at the base of this crepe myrtle and they, too, look as though they have been there a long time. These two climbing roses have climbed up into the crepe myrtle and leaped across to the oaks, where their branches mingle, with arching bridges and dangling lines, they have grown far up in the trees where they bloom twice a year.

They had been blooming for a week, close to full bloom when we were packing the truck for our week in Austin and I was afraid that I was going to miss them, that they would be bloomed out by the time we got back. But I needn't have worried. They have been beautiful, starting to wane a bit now but it will take another two weeks I think before they will be completely done. Then I must wait til fall when they do it again.