Pruning the Rose chez The Pres.
When we arrived here a week ago, graceful arching branches around the overgrown garden made a pleasing impact on the eyes, but the roses were full of dead blooms that needed cutting off, and it was quickly apparent that a lot of cutting was overdue!
I have collected the ripe hips with the intention of possibly cooking them for rose hip syrup: Mummy and I made some here one year and it was delicious. I may not …..
Yesterday it poured with rain all day long but today, it was sunny and dry all morning, with rain later in the afternoon. I decided to hard prune the roses. Over the years my brother has carefully tied them back with tough wire and it was quite a job undoing and untangling the wire and the stems … the rose has ferocious prickles!
In the best ‘Monty Don’ fashion I steeled myself to be ruthless, with encouragement from Dom I must admit, and cut back far more than I initially intended [or did I?]
He then started re-wiring the wall with straight wires from one side to the other to hold back and support the rose stems. So far the bottom wire is fitted. Rain stopped play and the rest will be fitted tomorrow if it’s dry. I have stuck in some treated fresh stems to see if they will sprout; if they do, great! If not, I haven’t lost anything by trying. It currently looks very bleak … time will tell.
So far, so bleak!
Anne ….. 31.08.2017.