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Tom Thompson's painting called,"Campfire" (below) inspired this rose in the Canadian Artists Series by the same folks who developed both the Parkland and the Explorer roses. 

As rose growing evolves, roses become hardier.  Because of their popularity and ease of growing, roses now have to be able to live and grow in most Canadian climates from coast to coast.

This glorious rose brags it is disease resistant, and cold hardy to Canadian zone 3 (USDA zone 2).  wow....  It blooms from early summer and continues to display blooms that range from yellow, to pink to deep  fuchsia.

Just look at these colours - all from one rose bush.

So, how could I resist?

The thing that sold me, besides the fact this is a rose tree, is the Campfire Rose is grafted on a Rugosa stem, forming a rose tree (or standard).  

Rugosa is the old rose of cemeteries and abandoned farms that bloom for generations with no one fussing, or feeding.

Really, how could I not have one?

Here it is - 2 weeks after planting - in mid-June... in the front garden. Folks walking by, stop and stare - it is stunning.  

I am still a bit dubious because usually, standards have to be buried for our winters but "they" assured me it does not have to be buried.  

This is one experiment I am willing to try.  Besides, I planted it where it cannot be buried.

It's blowsy mass the end of July..yellows, pinks, reds and deep gold... all afire!

UPDATE: This glorious bush was incredible for 2 full seasons. This spring, however, it did not survive.I realize it was an experiment, and although both the rugosa stem and the Campfire rose are hardy, the graft at the top of the stem, must have been compromised somehow. 

Sad but so worth the effort for those two gorgeous seasons.




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