My aunt and uncle live fifteen minutes away. She loves to garden, particularly roses. About two years ago, she gave me a cutting from Grandmother's famous green rose plant. I put it in a pot and it grew!
A few months ago, we toured the garden and she showed me a rose plant in a pot with a giant pink bloom. She said she had two cuttings rooted and I could have one. She found her shovel and worked the ground with it. The grasped the main stem and pulled. It came out all right, but not with ideal roots. We both frowned and wondered if this one would make it. She said to try and if not, I could have the other one.
I took the plant home all the while thinking it would not grow. Most of my successful gardening ventures are centered around lantana where you can run over it with a car and it will still take off.
The area where I live had lots of rain which is ideal for cultivating new plants. In fact, we didn't water the yard until two weeks ago. Every now and again, I would toss some water on it. Then I noticed the plant was growing taller.
A couple of months passed, and then last Sunday, I found this bud: