I first met Bettie Jean at the local Lowe's. She was a bit scraggly and ugly but a good price. She is a Scarlet Knight Rose. I noticed I was bleeding at the check-out counter. I feared she was closely related to Billie Jean, but bought her anyway. Foolish mistake!
Later, as I was thinking about what to name it, my thoughts rambled
to Petticoat Junction, one of the 1960's sitcoms best forgotten, but it had
Billie Jo, Bobbie Jo and Betty Jo. My mind digested the information.
Then I got home. I re-read that it was a Scarlet Knight
Rose. Well, the State University of New Jersey (Rutgers) are the Scarlet
Knights (oblique tie in to Richard). And there was this emotional good-bye to
the Nachtwacht on Rembrandtplein the last time Richard and I were in Amsterdam.
I had my picture taken hugging Rutger tight!
So, I was tossing and turning and torn between Bettie Jean
and Rutger. Today the rose ripped me to shreds again. Rutger never hurt me.
Bettie Jean it is.
She is sitting in her new home pot, but I am afraid to transplant
her!
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