A light dusting of snow fell over the garden today, covering the last of the autumn leaves, and the unkempt lawn. So, for a moment, everything looked soft, still, rested and made even the piles of weeds look charming. It was a frozen moment in time that covered all the areas I had been working…
Category: Rose seasons
“If roses could talk, they would not boast of their beauty, because they know that they have always been beautiful.”
If roses could talk they would be telling tales of recovery, exhausted from a long hot and dry summer. Offically we’ve only had a week of winter but already a deep chill has set in. Fortunately, for the garden roses, they are growing in sheltered conditions with little chance of heavy frost in the garden….
‘Is the spring coming?,’ he said. ‘What is it like?’…’It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…’
Today is one of those amazing mornings after a day of rain when the sun glistens on every leaf, like hanging crystals. It reminded me of the quote above from The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, so I’ve added it as the title. In my eagerness to plant today, I went out early only…
“And the shower of roses spun around me, inviting me to take part in their ever-present waltz.”
It would be lovely if the sentiment expressed in today’s quote were the reality in the garden now, but the roses are still not as prolific as anticipated. There are some beautiful blooms but no grand colour splash across the garden as a whole. Patience is what is needed now. Coaxing the roses through the…