..gosh, thank you so much and I'm so glad you like it...
no Verdun, I don't grow fruit and veg now apart from tomato's- lots of fruit in the past in bigger garden than here... love apple trees and berry fruits... not a veg grower really... know next to nothing about that...which is a pity, we miss so much there I think... but I must have flowers and shrubs... and we have to manage what we can at various stages of life, don't we...?
I believe you live in Cornwall - forgive if wrong but maybe read that somewhere. I used to live there too - had this lovely rose garden, which is unusual for Cornwall. Here's a photo from yesteryear but it's all been dug up now... I still have fond memories of my time there.. but we have to move on...
Verdun-are you part kangaroo ...might have to start calling you Skippy
Salino (and Verd)- I'm ashamed to admit -although they grow well in Scotland-I don't like roses , but I do like climbers and ramblers so your pic appealed to me Salino! As you say, our lives change as we go along and we have to adapt. I expect you really miss your roses- you sounded quite sad about not having them. They obviously meant a huge amount to you.
Your pix are lovely Salino and they can't take your memories from you
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
no, I lived in the St Austell area, right near the coast but I was lucky in having a small river running along one border with a high natural hedge, willow, elder, hawthorn. It sheltered from the S.W. gales which was important I think. Just as well, as being in that region the soil about 6 inches below the top was pure white china clay, the most awful stuff to dig, I was amazed anything grew in it. I covered the lot with chipped bark...
..it was a good sized garden, I had dozens of roses, old and new... plus a fuit and veg plot but my late mother did that...
you're very lucky to still be there in Cornwall, it's such a great place for plants, no need to worry about being hardy... that's what I liked about it, grow more or less what you want and lovely Rhododendrons. I had a 'King George', it was beautiful and one of my very favourite plants I think... can't grow it here...
Fairygirl,
hello, and thank you. Yes it does have fond memories, and I apologise if this is a little morbid but I have the same photo taken with my late Mum standing underneath. She lived in my house and loved roses. She was dying of cancer at the time, this was 1992, so yes it is very touching... she tended the fruit and veg, loved blackcurrant bushes and spuds...you know that sort of thing... she had her own little garden there, which I prepared for her to be easy to manage....
those are old fashioned roses by the way. The red one is 'Alexandre Girault' a rambler and the pretty pink is an old Bourbon ''Mme Lauriol de Barny''... and Iceberg roses each side of the archway forming hedges, just see one of them to the left there...
..it was hard work, a lot to manage, but I loved it all and was blessed with good weather mostly, during those summers, which is another surprise for Cornwall
the west coast of Scotland is nice, I've been there. Gardens at Inverewe and Logan Botanic, I loved those very much...
Salino-it's obvious how much it meant to you. Isn't this what gardening is all about? We have different likes and dislikes but we can respect other peoples choices and often the plants we choose are related to something meaningful in our lives. The old roses I do like as they seem to have more character and look like crushed velvet and silk.
How lovely that you have lots of photos to look at and treasure
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
yes I agree very much with what you say there... also it's very therapeutic isn't it? I was a carer at the time for my ill mother and, well, as you probably know watching someone go like that, gradually, is rather a grim death watch I'm afraid, and gardening was a great distractor for us both. My mum gardened right up till about 3 months before she went... it meant as much to her, she had tended gardens all her life from the 1930's... we had to keep going otherwise you go mad really...
her other favourite plants were Pittosporum's, so I always grow those wherever I live...
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..gosh, thank you so much and I'm so glad you like it...
no Verdun, I don't grow fruit and veg now apart from tomato's- lots of fruit in the past in bigger garden than here... love apple trees and berry fruits... not a veg grower really... know next to nothing about that...which is a pity, we miss so much there I think... but I must have flowers and shrubs... and we have to manage what we can at various stages of life, don't we...?
I believe you live in Cornwall - forgive if wrong but maybe read that somewhere. I used to live there too - had this lovely rose garden, which is unusual for Cornwall. Here's a photo from yesteryear but it's all been dug up now... I still have fond memories of my time there.. but we have to move on...
Verdun-are you part kangaroo ...might have to start calling you Skippy
Salino (and Verd)- I'm ashamed to admit -although they grow well in Scotland-I don't like roses
, but I do like climbers and ramblers so your pic appealed to me Salino! As you say, our lives change as we go along and we have to adapt. I expect you really miss your roses- you sounded quite sad about not having them. They obviously meant a huge amount to you.
Your pix are lovely Salino and they can't take your memories from you
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Both those photographs are fabulous, Saliino. Those are really well-grown plants.
..thank you GG
, and all so much, once again...
hi Verdun,
no, I lived in the St Austell area, right near the coast but I was lucky in having a small river running along one border with a high natural hedge, willow, elder, hawthorn. It sheltered from the S.W. gales which was important I think. Just as well, as being in that region the soil about 6 inches below the top was pure white china clay, the most awful stuff to dig, I was amazed anything grew in it. I covered the lot with chipped bark...
..it was a good sized garden, I had dozens of roses, old and new... plus a fuit and veg plot but my late mother did that...
you're very lucky to still be there in Cornwall, it's such a great place for plants, no need to worry about being hardy... that's what I liked about it, grow more or less what you want and lovely Rhododendrons. I had a 'King George', it was beautiful and one of my very favourite plants I think... can't grow it here...
Fairygirl,
hello, and thank you. Yes it does have fond memories, and I apologise if this is a little morbid but I have the same photo taken with my late Mum standing underneath. She lived in my house and loved roses. She was dying of cancer at the time, this was 1992, so yes it is very touching... she tended the fruit and veg, loved blackcurrant bushes and spuds...you know that sort of thing... she had her own little garden there, which I prepared for her to be easy to manage....
those are old fashioned roses by the way. The red one is 'Alexandre Girault' a rambler and the pretty pink is an old Bourbon ''Mme Lauriol de Barny''... and Iceberg roses each side of the archway forming hedges, just see one of them to the left there...
..it was hard work, a lot to manage, but I loved it all and was blessed with good weather mostly, during those summers, which is another surprise for Cornwall
the west coast of Scotland is nice, I've been there. Gardens at Inverewe and Logan Botanic, I loved those very much...
Salino-it's obvious how much it meant to you. Isn't this what gardening is all about? We have different likes and dislikes but we can respect other peoples choices and often the plants we choose are related to something meaningful in our lives. The old roses I do like as they seem to have more character and look like crushed velvet and silk.
How lovely that you have lots of photos to look at and treasure
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Salino, what a lovely garden
^thank you so much, I'm so glad you like it
Fairygirl,
yes I agree very much with what you say there... also it's very therapeutic isn't it? I was a carer at the time for my ill mother and, well, as you probably know watching someone go like that, gradually, is rather a grim death watch I'm afraid, and gardening was a great distractor for us both. My mum gardened right up till about 3 months before she went... it meant as much to her, she had tended gardens all her life from the 1930's... we had to keep going otherwise you go mad really...
her other favourite plants were Pittosporum's, so I always grow those wherever I live...
lovely to talk to you all...
..oh my goodness, how shocking..so young..! I'm so very sorry...
do you have a favourite plant, one above all others? an impossible question I know... but perhaps you'll tell us tomorrow....