Three summers ago I planted a climbing rose next to the fence. I have had good success with roses before but nothing prepared me for the growth of this New Dawn. Within the first summer it reached half way up the 7 ft. fence and by year two it was cascading over the top. It is about 8 ft x 8 ft now.
Two years ago I planted 4 more along the fence. I varied the types as I wanted lots of different colors. I also wanted them to be repeat bloomers so I would have bud vases filled with roses all summer long. I planted more New Dawn and a deeper shape of pink as well as a light and bright shade. The three varieties have started growing together and I just love where they meet. To be honest I didn't even know that I should be feeding them until a year after I planted them.
I have realized that these roses bring me an enormous sense of satisfaction. They are so show-y. Sort of the movie-star of the horticultural world. Because these bloom all summer it is as if they were saying "look at me!!!" Especially from the outside of the fence which parallels the road. "Don't drive by without looking at me, because I am something special!".
I haven't under planted them yet. There are some hosta there from before. It think they look a bit harsh without anything underneath. I was thinking that I would plant Lady's Mantle. I love that great chartreuse color which I think will really compliment the various pinks of the roses.
It is amazing how satisfying gardening can be. I have a couple of Adirondack chairs (with fading green paint) which I love to sit and watch the world go by. Of course I am also watching the kids go by as well. Actually, watching the kids run by. They don't walk anywhere at anytime. They seem to be in a hurry no matter what. I guess that is just part of being a child. They are constantly running toward the next adventure. (Particularly in the summer when there is nothing but time and fun.)
Perhaps that is part of what makes growing these roses so satisfying. There are no shortcuts. And it takes time. No way to rush. They force me to slow down and be patient. And so I sit on my faded green chair and take the time to enjoy the process of both gardening and parenting. Taking time to stop and smell the roses.
Oh man, what a gorgeous spot. That GREEN. Peaceful place.
Posted by: Alicia P. | June 30, 2006 at 10:19 AM