Fleeting, ephemeral, petals all over the garden.
I felt I had to post these because they have already gone.
I was going to write a proper story showing you the potager today. Alas for you I have a farm full of house guests. Which means, yay, I have time off! Well it’s mad entertaining, cooking and walking around the countryside picking cherries.
But that’s fun. It means I don’t get up and consult which weeds need to be attacked in which particular order and prepare laborious To Do tasks.
So do what I am doing this weekend. Smell the roses.
I have two other varieties of David Austin roses which are not as beefy in their glory just yet. Munstead Wood and Tess of the d’Urbervilles. The shy cousins to the brash gush of the Gertrude Jekylls.
But I’m pleased the one I planted against the wall of the potting shed (to hide my shoddy paint removal exercise) is flowering.
One day, any year now, it will emulate the gorgeous ones against the walls of an hotel in Chalencon. One can but hope.
4th June 2018 @ 12:27 am
Beautiful roses, my Mme Alfred Carriere has been amazing this year.
I love the sound of Munstead Wood. I want a fragrant dark climber (that’s not bright red) for cooking. Sounds like that might be perfect.
4th June 2018 @ 6:53 am
The Munstead Wood is gorgeous; and would suit your better growing conditions. But I don’t think it is the most prolific of the Austin climbers. You could lose yourself for yours drooling over the catalogue!