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Monday, June 1, 2009
. . . had blooming roses
I wanted to show off some of the roses that are blooming in my garden right now. The one above has a beautiful color to it, a pink-peach with almost a hint of brown to it. It looks like old parchment, almost. I can't remember the name of this one, and it looks like some kind of bug got to it.
This is probably the oldest rose bush in the garden, planted the second year we lived here, or about six years ago. The garden armillary is almost six feet tall, so you can tell that this rose bush is approaching seven feet tall at least. It is a David Austin English rose, but I can't remember its name, maybe Graham Thomas?
This is another David Austin, called Pat Austin. It is definitely one of my favorites. I love peach colored roses. This one starts out this color, and turns more yellow the longer it blooms.
And another David Austin, this one called Teasing Georgia. A little different from the previous yellow rose, but almost as tall. It doesn't get quite as much sun as the other yellow rose, so it's a bit smaller.
I have given up on trying to grow hybrid tea roses. I have learned that the David Austin English roses are pretty darn tough, and the shrub roses and rugosas are, too. And when the Kansas weather is 100 degrees in the shade and the bugs are biting and there hasn't been rain in weeks, I lose interest in tending to my garden, so the plants have to be tough to survive my lack of care. This is one of three shrub rose bushes that I have in the garden, and the first to bloom this year. It looks happy and cheerful, doesn't it?
Gardening is kind of like painting. . . it's all about the contrast of shapes, colors, textures. You just have to be a lot more patient about gardening; you can't just gesso over your mistakes.