Roses Representing

roserep1My little collection of roses is starting to “represent”, as my Texas friend would say.  I only grow a few.  The dwarf climber Jeanne LaJoie is perfectly hardy and willing  for me; it does not mind at all being planted with the electric meter.  Mini-Jeanne  is paired with a voluptuous large flowered climber named Eden-the flower is so beautiful, and the plant is  so-so for me, although the foliage seems healthy.  This large flowered climber, also known as Pierre de Ronsard, and bred by Meilland in 1987, hasn’t flowered yet-but it is showy.

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I grow the shrub rose “Carefree Beauty”  for good, and sentimental reasons.  Griffith Buck bred very hardy, very sturdy shrub roses-this is one of my favorites.  I alternate this with his rose “Earthsong”.  Some say its better than “Carefree Beauty-I can’t tell. But if your interest is in a low maintenance rose, these qualify.  The tall ,English bred shrub rose “Sally Holmes” has gorgeous peach buds, and large single white flowers; I have been growing it for years. One year it died back almost entirely to the ground, but came back.

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I am not a rosarian by any means.  I am not really crazy about rose gardens either. But I do like roses in a mixed border. Roses are such prima donnas-they sulk if there’s anything growing at their feet.  So I try to keep my white Japanese anemones, and boltonia out of their hair.  I wouldn’t want to do without a few roses.

Garden Under Construction

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I am late getting to the posting today-but I did manage to get planted all 32 giant pots for the City of Birmingham.  Not that my crew isn’t eminently capable of this; I am always the lame one.  This year I was determined to get every pot designed, transfer that design to a piece of paper in a readable form,  assemble the material, and help load.  Diana and her crew take care of the rest-I did not  hear from her all day.  Except at 4:30-her call that everything was done.  She rocks.  under3
This vegetable garden, with a must complete date of June 6 is coming to a construction close .  We have set the 14 foot tall beech arbor, underplanted it with asparagus, (put your imagination to work about how this will look in 3 years) built the vegetable boxes, and planted the columnar apple trees from Henry Luthardt.  We installed drain tile, excavated soil and installed a  decomposed granite surface to walk on.   How I love the sound of gravel underfoot-and this 3/8 inch and down decomposed granite compacts hard enough to take a pair of Jimmie Choo 4 inch heels without the slightest dent. In the center, an herb theatre, with steel arches reminiscent of the Roman aquaducts.  Tomorrow we plant the “wild at heart” apple espaliers, install the tomato cage/obelisks, and the tomatoes,  plant the vegetables, rhubarb and strawberries.  We need to doll up the grade in one spot, and resod.  Today, the irrigation is getting installed.  Copper, with spray risers.  I like the look of overhead irrigation-its beautiful.  I hate drip irrigation-it clogs, and malfunctions-you can’t spot any malfunction until things are crisp.  And the water is never where you want it, with drip. Drip irrigation is a great idea that the reality is not where it should be. For now,   I like water when I can see it.  And I like how this garden is at the fun tune-up stage.  My most favorite part of a job coming to a close, is washing off the walks, and terraces.  Washing off the digging, the sweating, the agonizing over this choice or that.  This feeling lasts the better part of 3 seconds, as every gardener knows no garden is ever finished.  It is either going backwards or going forwards.  No neutral. under4

At a Glance- Spring Blue

Blue Pansy

Blue Pansy

Hydrangea

Hydrangea

Pansy

Pansy

Lobelia

Lobelia

Blue Pansy

Blue Pansy

Crocus

Crocus

Blue Pansy Mix

Blue Pansy Mix

Blue and Yellow Pansy Mix

Blue and Yellow Pansy Mix

Lobelia

Lobelia

So, Where Are You Going Today?

Buck asks me this every morning.  Some days the answer is simple, as in, “I don’t know yet”.  It’s usually 5:30 am when I get the question-so not knowing where I will decide to be at 8 is not so hard to believe.  But today I am in the thick of a large annual planting we do every year.

where11Thank heavens it has a different color scheme and feeling every year. My clients like tinkering with this as much as I do.  Its plenty to plan-how many of this, and how many of that.   Despite a fleet of trucks, we have plant material delivered. I invariably forget something, or think I have something reserved that’s not there.  So we make changes.

where4This works for us-photo copies of last years pots and beds have the new scheme written on them.  I don’t need to do much for Diana after all her years, except list the plants.  Should I leave something out, or have too much, she knows how to adjust.

where5My client’s love of dahlias always presents transport troubles.  This year Carlson’s greenhouse grew all the tall dahlias from cuttings.  This makes the plant bushy from the start-as opposed to tall dahlias started from tubers.  These short and chunky plants are easy to ship, and easier to plant.  Let the sun and rain do the job of getting them tall, with those dinnerplate size flowers.

where6Giant wirework urns are mossed and planted at the shop;  these get delivered, finished, and ready to place. As they are tall, and some are viewed at a distance, I plant simply, and with good contrast.

where10We plant beds backed up by mature and formal yew hedges with a low mix of annuals.  The yews are not a backdrop; they are the feature.  The little babble of trailing verbena and alyssum, heliotrope and angelonia is in stark contrast to those massive dark green yews.

where7We plant mandevillea vines,  tropical hibiscus trees on standard, zinnias, New Guinea impatiens, and the dahlias-all in response to my client’s love of big flowers.

where8For years we have planted the vegetable garden in giant fiber pots.  This year we have a formal vegetable garden under construction-the highlight of which is a European beech arbor 14 feet tall.

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We are in the thick of it.