Every spring I’m delighted to walk by this parking lot at the corner of Burnside and SW 6th Ave. At some point, someone planted these yellow roses around the perimeter of the lot. Despite the fact that no one cares for them and they are surrounded by a busy street, a transit mall and asphalt as far as the eye can see, they bloom every year and smell fantastic.
Cars surround them, both moving and unmoving.
I’ve never taken cuttings of any plant to propagate, but these roses might just make me learn how to do that.
