In the spirit of honesty and transparency I need to point out that these are not my roses. Rather they have been filched from my darling 92 year old neighbour who tolerates nay encourages my thieving ways. I should also forwarn you that there will probably be any number of photographs of roses in upcoming posts as mine are just about to hit their stride. To date I have planted 18 different varieties - all climbers to dress the walls of my garden, the bulk of these are heavily budded and I am breathless with anticipation to see if their colours are true. I hope you can indulge me as I work my way through this particular idiosyncrasy.
PS a very perky combination of geum with pink valerian that has grown to be an absolute behemoth. That sheep poo has been a cracker! xx