The rugosa roses have grown to a towering 10 feet tall in the past 5 years and they look like they might just start stealing school children off the sidewalk as a secondary source of nitrogen. So, I knew it was time to do something…so I went and asked Rob a few questions at Shorty’s Nursery. Rob’s information has never let me down. He told me that I could prune the rugosa roses back as hard as I wanted, which filled me with glee. Until I realized that I would have to get near those spiky mean buggers again. They make me bleed. Nothing short of full body armor can protect you from those massive and plentiful thorns.
So, I gathered up my leather gloves, pruning gear and courage today and attacked. I bled, but in the end, sweet victory was mine. I sculpted them back to their main form and I’m happy with them. I’m curious to see how they do this summer after the hard pruning. I love their fragrant blossoms and rose hips. Definitely worth a few band-aids!