Decisions, Decisions

Hello Friends!

Well, I didn't go to the Open Gardens Weekend.  I am deeply disappointed, but I think it was for the best.  I wasn't feeling 100% yesterday, and by the time I got myself together, it was gone 1:00 p.m. and I had already heard from several people that it was very busy and crowded, with queues for some of the smaller gardens.  I shied away.  Today was a tad cooler, but I feared the crowds which I don't get on with these days, not since I have to use my rollator.  Walking aids and a lot of people do not mix well.

So, I stayed home and took some photos of my rambler rose, a David Austen "Frances E Lester" which is incredibly fragrant, and particularly splendid this year.  There was also a Tesco delivery, well I could hardly be out for that, could I?

My neighbour opened her garden to the public, but only on Saturday, so it was closed on Sunday.  It goes without saying that I was back and forth to my door having to tell the disappointed public that no, it was not my garden, and the one they had come to see was closed.  I ended up making a quick A4 poster to put in my door!

I am now in two minds.  This rose is incredibly fragrant, and I am desperate to make an oil infusion with the petals, but it is so magnificent that I don't want to spoil how it looks.  I keep saying that I have taken photos so the memory is preserved, and in a few weeks it will be bare again.  Picking the leaves will not prevent or affect the hips from growing but will preserve the fragrance.  Even so . . . 

Until next time

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