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Sometimes I think I chose my antique roses as much for their names as their scent
or form, Souvenir de Malmaison c. 1843 at the back arch, Deuil de Dr. Reynaud
(otherwise known as Philémon Cochet c. 1862) at front. They have more than lived
up to their names and weathered late rains and hot summers with aplomb. I have
“pruned with a shovel” several old roses that sadly didn’t live up to their lovely
names in my garden… Varigata de Bologna, Charles de Mills, Madame Louise
Leveque…all lovely but not quite at home (it wasn’t them, it was me…)
Here’s a still tightly wound herbaceous peony Kansas at back , and Sarah Bernhardt
in foreground…more difficult to grown in a Northern California garden than tree
peony varieties. I have over thirty plants that I fuss over, and am thrilled to get scores
of buds most years, but they are definitely not a high yield part of my garden. In the
midwest and in Ireland they are veritable weeds…but prima donnas in a hardly cold
enough micro-climate….
Foxgloves…
These showy gals showed up with bells on…
every garden need some carefree and pretty interlopers
A true friend….I placed Iris Pallida Varigata in my garden a decade ago…
puts on a lavender hued haze every spring and her glaucose striped swords
continue to add interest throughout the year….
In a corner between the house and the garden below…
Devoniensis c. 1838 at the pillar, Mme Isaac Pereire c. 1881
in foreground, modern Davis Austin rose Gertrude Jekyll at back …
As always…to be continued…
Note: I’ve changed the way I load my photos…
if you double click them you will get full page photos
Trouvais 
