I had a morning appointment with Mrs U-turn which mainly involved deadheading roses, tying in climbing roses and some weeding. I also lifted her last potatoes and carrots.
I really want to sing the praise of roses here because we have had and continue to have the best rose season for quite some time.
They came into flower as early as May and have not stopped putting on the most dazzling display since. Although I don't garden at Mrs U-turn every week, I work on a few gardens in the neighbourhood, so I often call round for a spot of watering and cut her some flowers for the house.
Today was no exception: the roses chosen were 'Royal William', a hybrid tea rose which was planted in a group of three some two years back.
Gladioli 'Espresso' (photo credit: Sarah Raven) |
Along the front garden path I found some particularly charming flowers of Rosa 'Queen of Sweden'. I adore how this rose unfolds:
Despite the heavy rain last night, this rose is picture perfect with a delicious scent.
After the sublime I am finishing with the ubiquitous: yes, pampas grass, that stalwart of 70s gardens. After much strenous renovation work, this grass is now in pretty good condition. The base is a healthy green and there is an abundance of plumes.
I will come back to the postman episode, I promise.
My mother loved growing roses. They weren't quite as special as these clearly are, but I have nostalgic memories of the smells in the morning. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteSo nice to wake up and smell the roses, yay for perfect and fond memories.
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