The rose garden in my imagination

There is a list, there are many lists: lists of places to visit and lists of plants to grow.  Then there are lists within the lists including the rose list.  I love roses and grow quite a few.  On Twitter pretty much every day I speak with @rosesuk who posts a picture of a rose and I inevitably add it to the list.  Which then usually sets me thinking...

I want a rose arboretum - a rosery (deliberate spelling) - a rose garden.  Yes, I want a rose garden.  A good old fashioned one probably complete with greenfly and blackspot but I am not going to let that worry me.

So I plan this garden in my head.  I look on Pinterest for ideas.  I think about it and think about it and in particular where would I put it.  Will I did up and replace an existing area or create a new area in the garden?

Currently there is Plan A that sites the rose garden in place of the Knot Garden.  This idea 'has legs' as they say. Even as I write this I am thinking it is a likely idea and one just waiting for its moment.  Its moment I am sure will be hastened by two words - box blight.  I have not got blight yet, but the emphasis is on yet.

Plan B is, well, more nebulous.  It does not have a physical space in my mind, nor does it have such a strong form as Plan A.  It would be in the back garden but I look at the garden and it does not tell me where it might sit.  I think I could redo an existing border.  Maybe do a 'Reverse Dixter': dig up the Exotic Border to plant a rose garden.  Currently the Exotic Border has no roses at all in it so it would be a complete change.  I think about this but it is not appealing enough at the moment. 

I look around the garden and think where-else could it be?  I could re-purpose some of the Wild Garden, this would be an easy thing to do to create a new border but the shape is not forming in my mind.  I know it might sound odd but the contours of the garden tell me where things should be and what they should look like.  I feel at the moment the garden is shaking its head and saying 'not here sweetie'.

So it is a 'watch this space' moment.  Or watch that space, or find a space tell me where it is and then watch it.  and keep singing the song - you know the song - it begins 'I beg your pardon....'

Stay safe and be kind.

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  1. I love making plans for the garden and lists too, sometimes I feel that this is the best bit, the planning, then getting all the books and catalogues out and making lists of plants that I just can't do without! You are going to have a wonderful time, I envy you!

  2. It's not odd at all to me that the contours of the garden tell you where to put things. Rather, it makes complete sense. (Perhaps that's because my garden tell me where it wants things, too.)


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