Garden in Spring, 2013 (II)

The good weather of spring continues to encourage blossoms in May. 

Now the central stage of the garden is given to three types of roses. 

At the corner of the garden is a climbing rose with a beautiful name: the blue moon. It has been staying with us since the first year when we moved in. Their gigantic blossoms and impressive volume have attracted much attention in the neighbourhood. I do heart them as they are the first-born of my gardening project. 

The blue moon is commanding an unmissable presence in the garden. However, I have a feeling that they are not doing as well as last year, or as I have expected. Perhaps I did not make enough efforts to care for them last winter; or perhaps it rained immediately after they started blooming, and the rain somehow burned the edges of its silky petals. The shape of the entire shrub is far from ideal, too. As I did trimmed it down harshly in the past 2 winters, it is not supposed to grow too vigorously either horizontally or vertically. Therefore, it has made into this awkward triangular bulk. There are some more work to do and some research to be done to make it thrive better this winter. 

The blue moon

Distant drums rose and Royal Sunset rose are two new additions to the garden this year. They had been taken professional care of in their nursery before coming into our possession last winter. Undoubtedly they have been flourishing pretty amazingly.

Distant drums rose

Royal Sunset Rose

I found growing roses is quite rewarding. The entire process especially satisfies the wish of an anxious gardener like me who would always want to give more fertiliser and more water.


I used to grow up in a house where there was a huge garden of roses. While I entered my teenage years, the toils of caring for roses drove my parents to replace all of them with trees and bonsais.

Roses are very adorable to me, although they have left many scars on both of my hands this spring. I am fond of flowers in general, as, perhaps, they have this particular pride in appearance that says much about my egoistic self.