A gardener’s work is never done, but May is crunch-time. All the seeds ordered in January and all the little seedlings carefully nurtured under grow lights need to be planted in the ground. And it seems as though I work night and day to get everything planted. Oh, right: I am!
But May is also when some of my favorite things happen in the garden: the strawberries begin to ripen, the peonies bloom—oh, the peonies!—and the roses open their buds again, and we smell that smell!
We have an awesome rose hedge in front of the house. The plants came from Mike’s grandmother; he says that she was married by a hedge or under an arbor of these sweet flowers and took them home with her, where she promptly planted them and nurtured them her whole life. Mike’s brother took some plants when the farm was near its end, and now we’ve got some growing on our property. The photo shows “Grammie’s roses” and they smell absolutely luscious!
1 comment:
I've found after many years of gardening the best way to enjoy roses roses is to ignore them, they are pesky little plants with sharp thorns and smelly flowers. Cut them close to the ground and plant dandelions!
Fanny
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