Oh, how I love the garden. After the neighbors, our garden is what I miss most about our old house.
This weekend we went to the garden store (our favorite is Paulino’s Gardens in Denver) and bought a few roses and whatnot to replace the grasses and junipers our landscapers was weirdly obsessed with. [He couldn’t seriously expect me to be excited about juniper bushes, could he?]
So here’s what’s going on Chez Nous.
Now on to the pretty stuff: the roses:
Sam picked these out. We had a gorgeous yellow tea rose like this one at the old house, but one winter it didn’t do well, and I had to trim is way back to get it to come back. When it started to grow again, it had reverted to its root stock, which was a red climbing rose. It was gorgeous but far from anything it could have possibly climbed, so it just rioted all over the garden. Anyway, Sam picked another yellow as well as this stunning orange one.
Its fragrance reminds me of my grandmother’s rose garden.
This is Moriah’s replacement baptism rose, which didn’t survive my attempt at removing it last summer. SweetP’s is doing well, though, and Moriah made a good choice, I think.
We put in a few other things, too: peonies (oh, how I love peonies!) and a frilly magenta-flowered plant reminiscent of a daisy, but I can’t remember what it’s called. Any takers?
If you’ve made it this far in the post, you must actually like gardening. So I have a question for you: is my peach tree going to make it?
It’s covered in aphids, which I’ve been regularly hosing off the leaves, but they [the leaves] are still curled and sickly looking. Yesterday I added a gazillion ladybugs to the tree. The ladybugs have made for good nature study.
I’m thinking I should ask the landscapers to replace the tree. What do you think?