“The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change: Yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.”Paul Coelho
Jardin à la française
Last year after the initial success of my first attempt garden, I was looking at the adjacent area of lawn one day and said to my husband ‘ How about I dig up this lawn and plant more roses’? In the silence that followed, I could almost hear his mind thinking “if it were roses, it would be less lawn to mow”! And so began my new project, the planting of the French garden in early 2018. Why French?
The idea was to plant a range of Delbard and other French roses including Belle Signeur, Belle Parfum, Chartreuse de Parme, Dioressence, Bordure Camaieu, Bordure Nacree and others like Versigny, Chateau Versaille, La Vien Rose, Pierre Gagnaire, Souvenir de Louise Amade, Paul Cezanne, Perfum de Paris and Sour Emmanuelle amongst others. With determination one day I dug up the small stone edging pictured above that had been laid by prisoners of war from Cowra during WW11. I plan to use it in another area where we had the same edging with pieces missing.
The colour scheme was to be soft peach colours and apricot with highlights of deeper coral and watermelon pink with just a touch of gold. As pictured in the image at the top of the post, the first Spring colours of the French Garden.
I envisaged the colours would blend through to the two toned roses of Joyfulness, Paul Cezanne, Gruss an Aachen and Auguste Luise. Overall, it was a huge success and we enjoyed many months of pleasure from the colour and fragrance of all the roses. In fact, it was quite exciting seeing them all bloom so spectacularly and watching the colour scheme unfold. The fragrance alone was remarkable.
In comparison to my first year the garden was magnificent and a fascinating process from start to Spring bloom and into winter. This area is the most protected in the garden so the plants never get burnt from the sun and the blooms continued well into very late Autumn.
The French garden was not without mistakes. One was planting a perennial ‘echinacea’ that I expected to be pink and it grew tall and thick with garish bright, yellow flowers. I left it until the end of season and pulled the reluctant plant out.
The French garden has progressed this winter with the planting of more roses and some thinning out of unsuitable colours and spreading style roses moved elsewhere. Several roses from around the garden I moved into the French garden for a chance of shade during the relentless, hot summer sun – Lady of Shalott, Ambridge Rose, Emilion Guillot and The Governor’s Wife plus Manam Cochet, Elodie Gossuin, Claude Monet planted as well. Time will tell in Spring this year after careful planning of colours, heights and new additional roses if ‘My French Garden’ gets closer to the vision in my mind’s eye of a full, abundant mass of colourful and perfumed blooms underplanted with thyme varieties as groundcover and interesting companion plants.
Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose,Gertrude Stein