Why can't I ever be satisfied with my garden?

Everyone says it looks wonderful.  And I believe them.  At least part of me does.  I just can't convince my eyes to enjoy it.  Most of it I love, but I just can't get used to the brilliance of my blaze red roses.

I just can't get used to red in my garden. I started this garden with pinks and purples and blues. And then somehow yellows crept in and I found that I rather enjoy a bit of a gilt edge.

But when I saw a blaze rose on sale I was sure I would love it.  I always enjoy seeing them in other people's gardens. 

It has really taken off this year and it almost hurts my eyes.

 
  I realize that I don't like to be shocked by my garden; what I really want is to be rocked.  I want my garden to sooth my emotions and calm my soul.  The red blaze is delightful and striking, but I don't find it soothing.

 But the pink roses are different.

My pink roses are slightly less striking, but they do have a calming effect on me.

 

The question now is, do I leave the blaze for the enjoyment of the neighbors, and to catch the eye of passers by, or do I dig it out, give it away, and plant something that pleases me?  

What would you do?