Charles De Gaulle
I love my roses. I pour over books every opportunity I get to see how I can grow more, what sort to buy, what colours, what plants to plant alongside them. Which is the best way to display a particular type of rose.
Since moving to Tasmania, my love for roses have grown. I also have the beautiful weather here to help with the roses. Back in Brisbane the humidity and the hot weather is not really conducive to growing roses. It can be done, but there is a lot of effort required and they are susceptible to disease because of the humidity and heat.
Since being here, I have planted a few roses and look forward to growing more... except.... today!
It has been very hot here the last week or so. Not according to the temperature. Maximum of 26 degrees Celsius is really not that hot. But today, it was lovely, a little breeze and showers. A welcome respite I thought. I will clean up my closet. I was successful. The closet looks neat and tidy. I also got rid of a whole bag of clothes.
BUT, I came out of the closet at noon, the rain was pouring down and the winds were howling at about 30km an hour. No great shakes I thought, until I looked out of the study window to find my most favourite rose 'Charles De Gaulle' had broken a branch and was lying on the grass!
I was devastated to say the least. I had been watching dear Charles for the last few days and it had burst forth with several buds and now this!
I waited till the rain eased and went out with my secateurs and sadly cut off the branch that had been ripped off the tree and brought it in. I counted the buds 16 !!! all on this branch that fell. What an absolute shame. It has saddened me.
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