I inherited many of the rose bushes in my garden. I planted an old fashioned pink rambler, which I got a cutting of from an old neighbour over forty years ago. From this same neighbour I was given a cutting of the Ballerina, a thornless bush, or rambler if you do not prune it hard. I also planted the yellow mermaid rose, again from a cutting from my previous house. This rambling rose is taller than the fence and is full of buds at the moment.
At the moment flowers of different hues are attracting the birds and bees and the occasional masked walkers who stop to look at the garden. The earlier flowering bulbs are looking miserable with only their dead flower stalks left but they will remain looking unsightly so their leaves can feed the bulbs for next year's growth.
All through the year I can pick silver beet, rainbow chards, parsley and other herbs, except the seasonal basil. Now I am picking broad beans and snowpeas. The cherries, apricot and peaches are growing and I have to inspect the apple trees for signs of successful fruits. The two rhubarb bushes are doing well, with all the rain we are getting and the tomato plants are looking healthy.
