All things, including gardens, are temporary and subject to change…

This is partially why we embrace beauty, knowing this particular beauty won’t last. The flower loses its petals. The chick grows. People we love die. We hold these things in our memories and hearts. In the case of gardens, we enjoy what delights we find today. However, most of our actions imply that we areContinue reading “All things, including gardens, are temporary and subject to change…”

A Work Party, the State Fair, and Soil for Cuttings

I just can’t say enough about the amazing people that I have had a chance to meet this summer. For those who have friended me on social media, you may see some redundancies. But, it is important that I point out those who have connected to the save the roses projects and have helped supportContinue reading “A Work Party, the State Fair, and Soil for Cuttings”

Save the Ramblers

I am so excited to finally be able to share this news with all of you. This past Friday, I attended the Save the Ramblers project kick-off at the American Rose Society Center in Shreveport, Louisiana and finally met, in person, the legendary Claude Graves. Claude is a relentless warrior for the conservation of Anne’sContinue reading “Save the Ramblers”

Out of control and I love it

This has been a CRAZY year for the roses! Roses are blooming in places where I didn’t even know roses existed. I have been so overwhelmed by the magic of the colors and fragrance that work is almost a meditation. When I come downstairs groggy from the comfort of my bed and open the doorsContinue reading “Out of control and I love it”

A Rose Project

Written by Harald Enders for Anne’s Celebration of Life. Published with permission. Teddie’s note: The last six months of Anne’s life she was focused on trying to put together a book about American Bred Roses. She was very concerned that she might not complete it as if this would render her entire life an incompleteContinue reading “A Rose Project”

The Beginnings of NOAH, Northwest Organization for Animals

About 5 minutes later Nancy Gebhardt drove down my driveway determined to waste no time in securing someone who was so completely set up as a ready volunteer.  She had a little handmade membership card decorated with some of her own charming artwork and instructions for my first job.  I was securely hooked and after all these years I still am.