Between Two Pheasants...

Remember the Valentine's Day roses we planted? Well, guess what? Happy Spring, y'all!!!

For Valentine's Day, the Handyman and I agreed that we would  treat ourselves to a nice dinner (and a babysitter--thanks Gramma) and get roses that wouldn't die in 5 days. For a while now, I've wanted to plant rose bushes in the little strip of grass between the sidewalk and curb. Fun fact: this little space has a name, actually a bunch of names. According to Wikipedia, it's called a  road verge ,  besidewalk ,  boulevard ,  city grass ,  devil strip ,  government grass ,  hellstrip ,  island strip ,  nature strip ,  neutral ground , out lawn ,  parking strip ,  parkway ,  planting strip ,  road reserve ,  sidewalk buffer ,  tree belt ,  tree lawn ,  utility strip , or just a  verge. Our neighbor on the West, a certain well-known swim instructor, also has rose bushes and mulch in his hellstrip (heehee). Here's the before pic: