I planted seven gorgeous rose bushes, ordered from Heirloom Roses, in the front of the house. All I have left of them is a single six-inch stalk. Something about the climate and perhaps historical use of the soil (dumping ground for salty snow?) killed them off.
Still, these single roses—-here when we moved in—-not only thrive but smell absolutely fantastic. And an allegedly annual, dwarf rose bush has taken off in the back. I'll run some pictures once the buds open.