In our new yard there were two rose bushes producing these pink roses (ce sont des roses roses...) when we came to live here 18 years ago. They were planted at the base of the concrete posts that hold up the clothesline on the north side of the house. I thought they were in the way, so I dug them up and replated them in places where they got more direct sun. One came back up from its roots next to one of the concrete posts, and I've left it alone. All three are doing well. Until our recent rains and winds (we've had a lousy week or two, weatherwise) they were beautiful. My photos don't really do them justice.