Aphids and some other little green thingies were feasting on my Elaine Gillet shrub rose. One lone ladybug was on the rose to do battle with them--hardly a fair fight. I blasted the aphids with the hose, but by the time I'd watered the rest of the yard and put the hose away, they were already beginning to regroup. I only have three roses--this one and two from my grandmother's house that are already struggling--so I can't afford to give one up to aphids. I'll try some other organic remedies first, but if it means bringing out the big, nasty chemical weapons, I guess I'm willing to do that. I really want these roses to do well.
And thank goodness, there are some flowers that aren't troublesome at all. The daffodils that I didn't get planted until mid-January are blooming in spite of my neglectful gardening. Three nameless ones and the first of a batch called Professor Einstein are both beautiful and carefree.