roses – Anne Belovich's Roses of Yesteryear

The Rose Riot is on its Way

Late winter to early summer in three weeks. And, with it, everything is growing out of control.

It’s Spring!

We are all eager to get the 2023 gardening season under way.

Farm Notes January 25, 2023

New roses, maitake mushroom plugs, comfort food, and gardening clean-up have been a part of the first few weeks of the 2023.

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”

Farm Notes (July 4, 2022)

Anne’s Celebration of Life Friends and family from around the world celebrated the life of Anne Rae (Boys) Belovich on Saturday, June 18th, 2022. Other than being cold, it went exactly the way she would have wanted it. We found connection in sharing our special moments of her under her favorite maple tree. Rick welcomedContinue reading “Farm Notes (July 4, 2022)”

Farm Notes May 20, 2022

The cherries, forsythias, magnolias, camellias, and daffodils are slowly giving way to the tulips, salmon berry blossoms, rhododendrons, and the dogwoods. The roses are in their beginning bud stages, some more than other as is to be expected from such a variety. The weather changes from rain to snow to rainbows by the minute, briefly clearing for a view of Mt. Rainier if you look up in time.

The Conservation of Roses

My goal was to make all of the rare roses as common as possible to assure their survival.

Farm Notes

We are adding a new category called Farm Notes today. We will share our celebration of the beauty, magic, and memory making as we restore Anne’s Rose Gardens

Ramblings from the Gate

I know that those who sit, tend to keep sitting and those that regularly exercise, are motivated to continue. So I charge on.

Prisoner in the Garden

My mother had a beautiful flower garden full of sweet peas, geraniums, lilies, hyacinths, poppies and anything else that existed in the neighborhood. She and my father, Harry Rae Boys, were married in 1915, a couple of years before the United States became involved in the Great War, WW1. While supply shortages took place onContinue reading “Prisoner in the Garden”