Enjoying our current spring featuring no late freeze, my Facebook friends and I are posting amazing works of Nature, almost perfect. I have not seen our acreage of bloomers ever producing this well. There is a subconscious river of conversation about azaleas, roses and the like running through my dark spaces. Is “one” of something ever enough? This morning, I thought not.
I have a huge Lady Banks. It couldn’t be better. Moved it from an old dead tree on the edge of our woods about ten years ago. They can do well on an old tree armature; have seen it done. My dead tree on the edge of the woods was not positioned for full sun, so moving it to the side of the back porch made it more available for admiration and for sun. First year moved, I counted four blossoms. You know, sleep, creep, leap!
This climber is not near at its height of the season yet.
A white rose a friend gave me two years ago is almost in bloom for this year.
During last year’s growing season, I was whacking it down every month. Janet gave it to me because it was too big for her garden. It is getting too big for mine too, but my mind went another way. It occurred to me that this must be a mislabeled Lady Banks! True, the flowers are bigger than my other Lady Banks, but with the speed it has grown during my ownership, what else could it be?
For its size, the simple little zig-zag of “invisible”gardener’s fencing was not enough. We had this broken bed. This is what we will modify to accommodate the climbing rose, after it blooms this season. Agreed. Something tugged at me though. This big white rose had almost two inch thorns. That, gentlemen, is no Lady!
Came home from my run yesterday down Todd Creek Road. Told Glenn that there was a middle sized Lady Banks bush in the area where we foraged for some Wisteria years ago. The purple blooms must go for 4-5 hundred feet along the road, smelling and looking like paradise. Had to have the rose, although there is no sunny spot on any of our three buildings that could accommodate a bush as big as our current Lady. I thought maybe my daughter could use it.
Glenn took his newly licensed old Jeep down the road and here he is with the bush loaded into the back. See the Wisteria in the background?
It wasn’t difficult to dig up, Glenn always has the right tools. Wish we had a picture of our zooming down the country road with the white-flowered limbs stretching out behind us.
Above Glenn has emptied the bush in the back of the house. I went inside. Five minutes later he came in and looked at me as if I had mud all over my face, and didn’t know it. Asking what was wrong, he said that bush is not a Lady Banks! There are no roses, there are clusters of tiny white flowers! Gobsmacked, I looked. It was a big damn Bridal Veil bush, and I have three already. My Bridal Veils are just starting to bloom, below.
See the difference?
Lady Banks Rose
New bush in its new spot.