I can see these roses across the street from the kitchen window. Very nice. Our neighbor planted them on the outside of her fence along the sidewalk, which was generous. At peak bloom in June, they give pleasure to people walking by, and I watch them stopping, smelling and taking pictures.
Ours is more of a selfish garden, I guess. Ha. You have to be invited in. It's so much work I like showing it off, although not to the extent of signing up for a garden tour where people snoop around and ask a million questions. But we used to throw big happy garden parties once, and I miss those.
Years ago, I tried to grow plants on the sidewalk side of the fence, but things got pulled out or shredded by kids. And of course, peed on by dogs. Back in the day, most kids walked to school, horsing around along the way. Now they are all dropped off by their parents, or walk with their noses in their devices.
Year after year, our "Brother Cadfael" rose is the star. It's a David Austin variety John picked out, a real winner named after the crime-solving monk in Ellis Peter's historical mysteries. The books are set in the 12th century and Brother Cadfael solves grisly murders. It was a TV series from 1994-1998 starring Derek Jacobi, and has a wonderful soundtrack. I think you can stream it on Amazon Prime. Netflix doesn't carry the DVD.
A bit on the chilly side, but pleasant weather in Seattle overall with another round of welcome rain this weekend.
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