Munstead Wood, with strawberries and basil and hyssop
Abraham Darby - the best pot rose, ever
Calamintha and Munstead Wood
Calamintha always takes a while to get going. The Munstead Wood buds and blooms are small (but fragrant) - a sign of stress. The next flush will be a better one...
And the Iceberg? It should be dead. I was steeling myself for euthanasia. A month ago it was 80% defoliated - the result of blackspot. Many branches had suffered from die back. So I cut a lot back, and out, while carefully pruning the stems that had flowered in the spring, in the hopes of a second flush. I fed it, contrary to good gardening practise (you're not supposed to feed a stressed plant). I also made sure it dried quite well between soakings, as I think it had been very damp.
And it's back.
Finally (this a case of last, and least), Lady Emma Hamilton. The woman is hot. And not in that way. I think the rose is simply affronted. You put me in what, up where??? Do you know who I am????
What reads as an interesting peach to apricot with hints of rose in pictures comes out as quite flat orange, in person. We'll see what happens in the cooler weather. September through mid November are good months for roses on the terrace. (If we're here in November, she mutters, darkly, twitching...)
I'll think about it next week. Today I am playing with watercolours.