Rainy days, catalogues and plans
While the rest of the World seems to be covered in snow here it has been pouring rain, again and again… Today is the first sunny day after a while and I can’t even walk in the garden because everything is soggy. I know we’re still in full winter but the strong, sweet scent of the calycanthus is in the air and I can’t help it but feeling that winter is over. Almost every garden has a calycanthus around here, everyone but me: I shall take care of this too. Anyway I have this spring thing growing inside of me and there is nothing I can do in the garden. It’s pretty frustrating.
But there are lots of things that I can do on the internet… I won’t order seeds because I am very unlucky with them, I won’t order summer bulbs, either, because I’ve just realized that I should have dug up the dahlias before winter and I didn’t, so no, I don’t deserve any summer bulbs this year. I am pretty good in growing roses though and there is still room for new roses in the garden, there has to be room for some new roses. So I started writing lists of roses and drawing maps of garden parts to try to fit them in. At the moment the result is a useful map of the existing and actually planted roses which is going to be very helpful (since labels always get lost very easily). Surprisingly I just realized we have 115 roses scattered around the garden not counting the ones in the pots, received from friends. The pot pictured below is Yellow Mutabilis a cherished gift.
We are planning to spend a weekend in Rome in February and there is a place I want to stop by along the journey: Le rose di Piedimonte. They have something I really want so badly: Viru Viraraghavan’s roses. This man is the indian David Austin, he uses mainly rosa clinophylla and rosa gigantea, two indian natives, to obtain drought and heat tolerant roses, some of which are also perpetual in blooming. I have my eye on Amber Cloud and Ganges Mist but honestly I’d like to have all of them: maybe it’s because of their shiny petals, maybe there’s something mystic amongst those stamens or is it just for those exotic names? Whatever it is I’m sure I smelled some incense stick in the air while browsing those pictures on the online catalogue… Wait, wait! I think I’ve heard a sacred cow moo somewhere not far from here too….
Maybe I am sick but when I start browsing those catalogues I can’t stop it. And even when I’m not on the internet I can’t stop thinking where I can plant this or that and how I could find more room in the garden and convince Ale that we really need that rose… During one of those moments I had the idea of building another pergola on the west side, something similar to the ‘main’ pergola with rusty H pillars but thinner and with no beams. I also photoshopped a project, you know, you need something to show when you are looking for sponsors… (and executors, I can’t do everything by myself, can I?)
There is also a picture of the east side of the house, that I haven’t finished painting yet because it always rains (and yes because I ran out of paint too but that is just a detail) I’d like another similar pergola on that side of the house too, maybe with a big clematis but I have plenty of time to think about this since that part of the garden is still untouched.
Anyway today we had the chance of hanging around the garden for a little while, Rudy and I. We checked if everything’s ready for spring out there. Meanwhile some grey clouds slid quickly over some invisible rails on a darker backdrop. The air was nice and warm though. I found out that some roses are showing a little fall colour at last… (Nozomi on the left and r. gallica Violacea on the right, below). I’ve also found some snowdrops with my big surprise, they aren’t all dead after all…
Rudy went straight to the vegetable garden to check if chicories are growing and rose cuttings are rooting… He stared at the labels on the rose cuttings for a while, then he said he couldn’t read anything. I know, I said. No! said Rudy I really can’t read anything on those labels… and so I noticed that my ink writing on wooden labels faded away after only a few weeks. It seems we have hundreds of unlabeled rooted cuttings to give away… (And yes, we are expanding the vegetable garden next year, as you can see behind Rudy, so I’ll have room for potatoes, or maybe for more cuttings, who knows…)
Come on now winter, get out of my sight, somebody please close those taps in the sky and dust that grey sun, I have roses to plant and plans to realize, I can’t wait any longer….