The other day was the first rose, today it's the first rose bouquet. I was thinking as I was walking through the garden this afternoon, about how so much of the time I spend in the garden, is actually in my mind. Anticipating, imagining, waiting, through the fall and winter and early spring. And then one day, it's just there. That moment I'd imagined, when transplanting this rose there, or adding that peony here, has arrived. One day it feels like it just happens, and there I am, standing in the middle of a beautiful, riotous, colorful garden. All that time of waiting, seems at that moment, to have passed as quickly as the blink of an eye.
A lovely posy. What is the pink rose right at the front and bottom? I love the way it looks with the yellow roses (I have similar yellows, Graham Thomas and Molinoux)
I have been out pruning my roses today. I didn't prune them at all last year so they were in dire need of attention. I've also been pruning my salvias too, which is a bit of a shame since they look so good for most of the year here.
I am determined to battle the creeping grasses in my garden beds this year so I need to prune everything back so I can get at the soil.
Posted by: Claire | May 25, 2007 at 11:43 PM