Sometimes it takes a really harsh cut back to return to bloom.
This series is in honour of my mother-in-law Liz, who bravely pruned our roses for us when she was last here – and was a little worried she’d gone too far.
Roses are so tough though aren’t they? You can treat them quite rough, only to find them bloom with the most delicate and heavenly scented flowers in the face of it.
It astounds me, the contrast between the harsh plant and the extreme tenderness of what it produces. Up close the many gentle folds are exquisite.
This is an ode to that – and to Liz, for her brave and wise work in our garden, this is what it has rewarded us. I hope you enjoy!