Gardening in early June
Our 'Jack and the Beanstalk' climbing rose.We hacked down our very tall climbing rose and it’s desperate to reach the heavens again, but we shall keep it short. It has a bud on it, which will produce a pink rose. I don’t know the name of it, but call it 'Jack and the Beanstalk.'
I worked around, removing flowers growing in the wrong place – weeds to the uninitiated! – and pulling out the last straggling forget-me-nots. Raspberries and strawberries are ripening, but there’s no colour on the blueberries. The cherries have been collected, the plums and apples, apricots and damsons are promising, while the poor pears struggle along but rarely deliver.
I admired the tiny white flowers on the goosegrass (Galium aparine) as I pulled it up. It tries so hard, and spreads everywhere. It is also known as cleavers, sticky willy, catchweed, sweetheart, bedstraw, and robin-run-the-hedge. I’ve always known it as goosegrass or cleavers. It’s a favoured food for geese and chickens, hence its common name of goosegrass.
The plant, which belongs in the same family as coffee, is more interesting than it first appears. It can be cooked as a vegetable before the fruits ripen, but is not so appetising if eaten raw, because of the little hooks that cover the leaves and stems. The burrs which follow the flowers hold two or three seeds. They also have hooks which attach to passing animals or humans, thus being easily distributed. The fruits have often been used as a coffee substitute and contain less caffeine than coffee beans. The leaves can be dried and used to make tea, and the roots produce a red dye.
As a bedstraw, it was used to stuff mattresses.
In Ancient Greece shepherds made sieves from the stems of cleavers to strain milk, a practice that was also followed in Sweden.
Having plucked out much of the plant, and knowing there will be more later, I left the garden, but not before looking at some more roses. Somehow, they’ve all managed to hide away.
'Warm Welcome' should really be grown in our front garden, but is tucked away on an arch at the end of our back garden.‘Warm Welcome’ is a semi-evergreen climbing rose. It’s sweetly scented and a vibrant orange-red.
'Zéphirine Drouhin'Growing near it is a deep pink old Bourbon rose, 'Zéphirine Drouhin’, which has a rich, intoxicating scent and very few thorns.
Another rose, white and freely-flowering, is skulking behind the Mahonia Japonica. I don’t know its name.The Generous Gardener
Image courtesy Wikimedia Commons
The final one is a pink David Austin climbing rose called ‘The Generous Gardener’, which has a strong, sweet fragrance. It was named to mark the 75th anniversary of the National Garden Scheme.
The National Garden Scheme was founded in 1927 to make private gardens accessible to the public. For the privilege of visiting a splendid garden, visitors pay an entrance fee which goes to a variety of charities, including Macmillan Cancer Support, Hospice UK and Parkinsons UK. In 2025, donations amounted to nearly £3.9 million.
Anyone can open their garden for charity, and the gardens may be anything from a community allotment to a cottage garden, from rolling acres to wildlife havens, from seaside to town.
I know someone who opens her garden for one or two days each year. It’s a lot of work, but so worthwhile. It is not something I shall ever do, however.





Your very first sentence evoked a memory of a blog that I wrote more than two decades ago. We had a rose bush in a narrow space between a wall and an air conditioning unit. It was stupid, so I hacked at it as best I could in the space. I got it below ground level and left it. It grew back, and I left it alone. We moved a long time ago. It could still be there for all I know.
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I went back and found the post. Apparently, I also reposted it once. There was once a photo to go with the post, but it got severed somehow. https://anvilcloud.blogspot.com/2004/07/remarkable-rose.html
I read your blog post about your determined rose. Your philosophy about blooming where and as well as we can is a timely reminder, as our young people face national exams and, in some cases, dread the results.
DeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kathy. 🌹
DeleteOhh Jabb so beautiful rose...Hug Andreja!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Andreja. Janice x
DeleteThose roses are beautiful, thank you for the photographs
ReplyDeleteWe shall have to find a way to allow them to be seen!!
DeleteYour roses are beautiful, the strong winds have stripped all the petals from our blooms, hopefully they will produce more.
ReplyDeleteGoodness, those winds must have been strong. Roses are very resilient, though.
DeleteYour roses are beautiful! I like your moniker of Jack and the Beanstalk! Our yellow rose always has aspirations of reaching the heavens.
ReplyDeleteI love adding goosegrass to a jug of water in the fridge and it makes a very soothing cucumber water. I've also used it with nettles to make a Spring soup.
You put into practice what I only write about. You put me to shame! The water sounds so refreshing.
DeleteIt sounds like you might have worked up a sweat, and have an aching back.
ReplyDeleteThat, too, but worth it! 😃
DeleteAll your roses are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ann. 🌹
DeleteWhen we lived in the city, I was fortunate enough to go on a few and you'll open tours of gardens. I so appreciated that these people who did such magnificent work in their Gardens would let strangers walk through. And the rose flowers that you are showing are just incredible. There's a deer ride outside my window and I think he was looking at them with longing in his eyes.
ReplyDeleteAh, dear deer, poor deer. I think people who open their gardens to the public are very special.
DeleteYou must have a fair sized garden I call it 'Sticky Willy!'
ReplyDeleteIt's biggish by modern standards, but not particularly large - just crammed!
DeleteIt somehow seems very sad that the rose is vigorous and strives to grow, only to be cut back mercilessly. Thank goodness it can’t retaliate!
ReplyDeletePlants must learn their place, as must we all! 😉
DeleteI’m a sucker for roses, in the flesh and photographed. I do like them scented though, seems strange when they’re not.
ReplyDeleteAlison in Devon x
I agree. Any roses we plant have to work hard, attracting insects, providing colour and frequent blooms, and wonderful scent. 😃
DeleteGorgeous roses. Carlos grows roses in our yard but nothing like the Warm Welcome rose. That's a beautiful color!
ReplyDeleteIt is a very rich colour, and smells sweet, too.
DeleteWhat a lovely roses you have. Ive learned something too. A weed I've often encountered is called cleaver or robin run the hedge.
ReplyDeleteSomehow, knowing the name of a 'weed' makes it more acceptable, to me, anyway. We have masses of Herb robert in the garden, too, and many people regard that as a weed. I love it.
DeleteI've got the generous gardener too! Beautiful roses and wonderful photos of them.
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely, isn't it?
DeleteBeautiful roses! I like the garden tours with money going to charity!
ReplyDeleteIt is such a good idea.
DeleteThis is such a lovely walk through your garden work. I like how you notice both the plants people want and the ones that try to take over, even the ones most would just call weeds. The way you move from roses to fruit to the wild little goosegrass keeps it all very alive and real.
ReplyDeleteThose climbing roses in different corners must bring a lot of character to the garden, especially with all their different scents and colours. Do you have one plant that always ends up surprising you each year when it comes back?
There are no plants that surprise me when they bloom. I'm always delighted to see each one in its different season.
DeleteThis makes me miss my gardening days. Clearing out a garden and keeping it nice is such hard work but so very satisfying.
ReplyDeleteIt's a never-ending task, but so worthwhile.
DeleteAs a child your goose grass was our ‘boyfriends’. We would throw them onto each other & shout “ you’ve got three boyfriends ‘ depending on how many stuck . Happy days . I do like visiting open gardens . We are staying in Suffolk at the moment & were lucky to hit the open gardens of Lavenham last Sunday . Spectacular. Like you , I wouldn’t want crowds of strangers in my garden .
ReplyDeleteI've never heard the 'boyfriends' game - what innocent fun that was.
DeleteIt's a lovely season to visit gardens.
Your roses are beautiful and make me think of my dad. There were many different varieties of rosebushes in my parents' garden. Dad would pluck the first rose that bloomed and presented it to my mother. She also got the last rose of the season. Thanks for the memory
ReplyDeleteAww, that is so romantic. 🌹
DeleteI have often wondered why roses are so glamourous but they have an instant appeal to the senses.
ReplyDeleteThe roses on your header are so beautiful. You're right, they do have an instant appeal.
DeleteI'm pretty sure our garden would not qualify as "splendid" enough for the National Garden Scheme. Especially since I haven't yet bothered to pull out the cleavers or the straggly forget-me-nots! I really should weed, but then I think, "Why?" LOL!
ReplyDeleteQuite! They'll only come up again, and cleavers are an important food for the hummingbird hawk moth among others.
DeleteI love climbing roses.
ReplyDeleteAll your roses are gorgeous. We just planted 3 roses bushes and one is really a performer. I told the husband, that I think I'm hooked on roses that maybe we should dig out the lawn and put in more roses. We need to think on that but I'd love to have more - just don't know where to out them.
Nice idea. They can look a little lonely in the winter though.
DeleteThat first rose looks very much like "Belinda's Dream," one of the favorites in my own garden. It isn't a climber, however.
ReplyDeleteA rose is a rose is a rose when all's said and done. 😃🌹🌹
Deletewarm welcome is a gorgeous flower. Interesting about cleaver - I shall stow that info as I found my first ones here yesterday. probably came in with the horse poo
ReplyDeleteIt's very enthusiastic, so good luck.
DeleteThose roses look so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI loathe goosegrass. It takes over the garden, tracks everywhere, and is uncomfortably scratchy. Perhaps one day I'll cook it up and I'll change my mind, but right now it drives me nuts.
Good luck in your battle with the goosegrass 😧
Deleteyour blog is so full of beauty today.. such gorgeous roses with unique names. ♥️🩷♥️🩷
ReplyDeleteThank you. 😃
DeleteIf we had more room I would have a garden.
ReplyDeleteHouse plants are an alternative.
DeleteBeautiful roses ... lovely to see your photographs.
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
Thank you, Jan. 🌹
DeleteWow! Those are really impressive photos of those flowers.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kay. 🌹
DeleteAmazing beauty! I'm always drawn to the whites and pinks (light, dark and everything in between) but, alas, as I've said, roses don't grow well for me. I do have an old fashioned one along one side of my cornzebo...it was supposed to be a climber but turned out to be more of a "wanderer" than a climber.
ReplyDelete'A wandering rose' - I like it! 😃🌹
DeleteThese are just stunning. I am amazed that you know their names. I didn't think to keep the tags from most of mine.
ReplyDeleteI try to photograph them with their names, otherwise I forget. Tags soon fall off!
DeleteSuch beautiful flowers. Roses always remind me of Mum. In the garden of the house I grew up in she grew some beautiful ones in the back. They always had such lovely flowers on them. Later on, she told me she thought they always grew so well because that was where she buried the rabbit poo ha ha!
ReplyDeleteShe was probably right!
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