I made my first trip to the gardens at Old Parliament House this morning and photographed until the sun got too high. I always feel renewed and soothed by a good garden, and its as if all the fear and angst that I experienced yesterday was happening to someone else.
Of course it didn’t, but its always useful to have yet ANOTHER reminder that these things pass. As will the roses, but right now I have the anticipation of months ahead.
This is Fimbriata which many, including me, love for the carnation like edging to its petals.
This is one of the Alister Clark stable of roses, Tonner’s Fancy, doing a splendid job of covering a pillar. Most of his roses are very strong climbers.
I’ve written about this rose before, Le Vesuve, in a post exploring anger and its associated emotions. I did do some follow up research on the naming of this rose, which will morph into a post, but for the moment, I am just enjoying her. If I move from the Watson garden to somewhere bigger, I would definitely give her a prominent place.
Looking forward to more dusk light treasures this evening in the species roses.