My New Year's Day tradition includes roses. Not a Rose Parade - many years living close to the parade route in Pasadena kind of finished that off for me. No, New Year's Day is the day I traditionally prune my roses.
In our temperate climate, roses never truly go dormant. So starting in the late fall, I stop deadheading. As the blossoms fade, the hips begin to grow and ripen. By January, the bushes are looking especially raggedy, and it's time to cut them back.
This year, recovering from my Christmas cold, I decided that being outside in the cold and damp was counter-indicated.
It came to my mind that I needed to do something with roses, so, even though I had another warp ready to go, I pulled yarn from my stash for this Rose Parade scarf.