Fall in Our Garden

I took these pictures two weeks ago, and got this post ready that day. However I didn't think I had processed the images well enough, so I decided not to share it. Today they look pretty good though. I'd rather be posting a Christmas blog, but will do that tomorrow-- enjoy!


People talk about planning gardens for fall color. I can't say I do that, but wait a minute . . .



Sunday morning I walked home to our happy corner of the world- took note and grabbed my camera. 



Here's one of our new gates. The arch has a coat of primer- I'm not sure what color it will be. My dad built both arches some years ago, and they now enclose more area from deer. We call this Bob's Garden as a memorial for my dad who died last November.



Would you know there's more than 300 roses in the surroundings? I think the companion plantings do a pretty good job as the roses begin their slumber.



This vew is from the behind the scenes catch-all area. 



Inside the front fenced area here's the table I often prep roses on. Leaves and thorns litter the grass from harvesting the season's last roses for pictures.



This is the back garden- you may have noticed there are maple leaves in all these pictures- below is the culprit- a giant weed (silver maple).



Another new gate appears in the background.



Still blooming. 


Carolyn Parker Bio Part 3


"Before / After and Everchanging" seems a fitting phrase to describe a garden. What has come before always influences the now, and the future. Here's a timeline of my garden, so far.



When describing my garden plot I always start out by saying, "We live on a flat, sunny corner." Here it is on an early fall morning, before the sun has hit the front of the property. That sidewalk is 8-ft wide and surrounds a 1000-sq-ft strip of land that was actually roadway when we first moved here. Nothing like city improvements in our favor!



In 2008 our little house received a roof-lift and a new addition. 




It's 1986, and this is my first attempt at gardening- that Queen Elizabeth climber wouldn't quit.



The shuttered window (same one in the shot above) has witnessed many changes- this was taken probably 10 years ago- those pittosporums are long gone, but the pink roses are still there. The bed is 8-ft deep and surrounds the house.



This is our newly planted garden in winter (so naked). That deodora cedar eventually succumbed to old age, opening the space up to even more sun. The split rail fence inspired the rose plantings, however deer soon discovered the roses and after much angst, and too many do-it-myself repellants, the split rails were replaced with a 6-ft high lattice fence.



Here's a considerable transformation. To the left is the corner of the pink rose bed. The other beds are grouped by color- white to red to peach. The deer fence is a year old here.



This shot, taken this past spring, shows the pink bed in the foreground with the peach section behind. The roses really love that fence, and deer never eat (off the fence) from the other side- why I don't know. 




Here's the other side of the deer fence. In the mid-upper left, you can see the lattice. Yes there are roses on the outside as well, some they eat some they don't. This picture is not as tightly planted as it looks- you can walk around in there, and there is a pathway.



This fence extends beyond the area shown in the photo above this one. I love this shot- it brings back memories of a rose order I placed for climbers to cover that fence, sight unseen. With only one year's growth they made lots of progress! The foreground shows an old asphalt sidewalk and dirt wayside that edged the roadway.



This shot was taken a few months later. That's lovely Renae on the arch (which doesn't show in the image above). In the early days I edged the beds with catmint. It did very well, but I got tired of it and added a more varied plant palette. Good view here of that long gone asphalt. The weedy area is now like a little forest with a big persimmon tree and huge roses.




The silver maple canopy keeps the back garden shady. A lovely filtered sun pattern moves through the days of spring and summer. The little arch grew into the image below.



Climbing Cecile Brunner has been an endless source of delight. I love it when large roses are allowed to make a statement.



The blue garden is behind the Cecile Brunner, caught here in the early morning.



The Renae rose gateway looks in on the blue garden and a blooming Cecile Brunner.


Phew! That's the garden for the moment- always more changes to come . . .


This post was inspired by a request from Carol Green, editor of the Marion County Rose Society newsletter. Since I will be a guest speaker at their 2012 Festival of Roses, she requested a bio. 


I hope you will come visit if you are near Brooksville, Florida!

Bio Part 1

Bio Part 2 

Designing a Hillside Rose Garden Part 2

The Rose Garden's Understory

Flowering plants, creeping herbs, small shrubs all show off well at the feet of roses. A more-the-merrier attitude is just fine with the Queen of Flowers. 

The first three images are from the magenta section not shown in Part 1.


Wise Portia mingles with salvia Greggii, calibrachoa and sage.


More of the annual calibrachoa, a furry oregano, parahebe, thyme, and brachyscome.


Purple sage, origanum rotundifolia and a shiny new light in the garden's first year.



Dark leaves of huchera enrich the tales red roses will soon tell.


Rumex (love this plant, cut it back and in no time it regenerates) and strawberries under red roses.


Diascia comes in rose tones and is replanted each spring.


Double Delight


Even red hollyhocks join the story up by the climbers.



Josep's Coat and Golden Wings make the climb together and top off a mix of oranges, yellows and peaches.



Peach calibrachoa, orange diascia, perennial poppies-- does it get better than this?



Lime thyme, my favorite herbal ground cover, Pink Panda ornamental strawberry and Tournament of Roses.



The elegant cool whites ruled by Sally Holmes on the trellis.



The small rose arbor was installed after about three years.



When I visit the garden and see it looking like this I can barely contain myself.