Ahh a lovely snippet from their lives. I loved the analogy between the roses and Doyle:
Bodie nudged him with a shoulder. “Nah, they’re tougher than they look. They may droop a bit but they’ll dig their little roots in under there and pop back up in the spring, good as new. You’ll see.” So him.

I loved Doyle's frustration, though, at the sudden ending to all their hard work - I can understand how he feels - and yet Bodie can still manage to get him out of his sulk.

Thanks.