Roses, raspberries and ramblings.

What I didn't tell you was that in order to plant the strawberries I had to move one of the raspberries. In order to reposition the raspberry I had to move a rose. I have not been kind to my roses which is a great pity as the ones I have not moved have rewarded me with masses of buds. The Geoff Hamilton rose has been my most favourite this year. I have decided to move my deep claret rose 'Munstead' as the ground is too poor under the shrubs by the Acer and I want it to continue the gradual deepening colour of the border that starts off with the palest pink rose and as it sweeps around it gets pinker with 'Geoff Hamilton and the Japanese anemone and stargazer lilies before it reaches the long border and changes to deep pink when the purples then come into their own and mix with the pinks one side of the chimney pot before being divided in colour by a cream snapdragon-type plant (I forget it's name) and then begins to move closer to the clashing corner. This part of the long border continues the theme of the purple plants but the pink has been replaced with the startling orange geums before blending into the silver and orange/red plants.

However, back to the rose I had to move. I have no place suitable for it to go. The only area I could put it in does not have good enough soil so I have just potted it up for now till I can find a place in the front garden which I hope to work on from next spring. It's not ideal, the rose would have been happier being left alone but it had to be done. The raspberry didn't want moving either and it's disappointing to have to do the wrong thing but sometimes we have no choice. Limiting it's shock it the kindest thing to do if you have to move it so my trusty hose has earned it's keep today.

One thing leads to another and I needed a place to a couple more plants so the hose was also used as a guide for my edger in order to create more space by cutting into the lawn.

We've worked so hard today and I could tell you more but I've got another load of ironing to do (well, a sunny day just cries out for a washing line full of clean clothes). Soon after that I shall be dozing off whether I want to or not. For now I am watching Gardener's World whilst I press the clothes. Oh joy.

The photos will follow and I'll blog about the visitor to the garden that the cat alerted us to at a later date.