See this rose? It's supposed to be a climbing rose. It says so right there on the tag. But since it has nothing to climb on it just flops around on the ground. In the proper setting I suppose that would be ok, but not here in this small area. So the Lord of the Manor (by the way, that's what Hubby wants to be called now) decided to make some trellises.
I drew up what I wanted and he ordered the steel. Last weekend we cut all the pieces to size.
And he welded them all together.
And we stuck them in the ground and bolted them to the house. And Voila! a place for the roses to climb. It was almost easier to make the trellises than to sort out the roses. I got stabbed a few times, but I finally got it how I wanted it. Thank you Lord of the Manor.