Rosa Red Cascade: A Repeat-flowering Miniature Climbing Rose
Some of the most picturesque American roses (to my British eyes, at least) have been encouraged to clamber over fences. That’s how Rosa ‘Red Cascade’ managed to sneak its way into my heart. If ever a rose was destined to make a plain fence seem more interesting, this is it. The first time I noticed it growing was in tough conditions, in full sun, on a mesh fence, in a graveyard in Jackson, Mississippi. If it had been flowering at all, I’d have been impressed, but this plant was liberally covered with red blooms.
While ‘Red Cascade’ is often sold as a miniature climber, ‘miniature’ describes the flowers more accurately than the habit of the plant. The Antique Rose Emporium has trained one to grow up a 15ft (4.5m) pillar. Continue reading “Rosa Red Cascade: A Repeat-flowering Miniature Climbing Rose”
Container garden with stone hearts
This seaside container garden, made from an old sink and jazzed up with a blue and white dinner plate, stone hearts and seashells, is doorstep gardening at its cutest!
Weekly Photo Challenge: Textures
Impressions: Cutting Garden At Arley Hall And Gardens
If I was using a macro lens rather than an iPhone, I’d be able to isolate the spidery flowers of cleome against a nicely diffused, neutral background. As it is, I’ve learned to appreciate the impressionistic quality the iPhone can give. It’s nice that our eyes can drift along the flower border and make out some of the annuals: pink and red cosmos and blue cornflowers (Centaura cyanus). And I’m often impressed how well the iPhone captures colours, especially the blues, which my old camera struggled with. Continue reading “Impressions: Cutting Garden At Arley Hall And Gardens”
Homemade soup and sourdough bread
For months, I’ve been watching from the sidelines as several blogging buddies have rapturously baked bread. I love eating bread, especially sourdough. Even plain white sliced can feel like a luxury, so long as it’s fresh, but if you’ll add seeds, or olives and rosemary, or cranberries and walnuts, most likely you’ve got me hooked. The trouble is, the bread I love seems to be scattered too widely around. When I caught myself driving an almost twenty five mile long round trip to pick up one of my favourite loaves, I decided something had to change. Perhaps I could bake something I would love to eat. Continue reading “Homemade soup and sourdough bread”
Wordless Wednesday: Digitalis ferruginea
Susan Rushton 