The yellows, whites & pinks of my spring & summer garden have faded & I'm left with the hardiest of fall blooms. Still, here & there struggling Cecile Brunner pink rosebuds catch the low, slanted late afternoon sun & my spurges--a Mediterranean plant I saw all over Croatia--seem prettier at this time of year.
I love my Cecile Bruner ever-blooming antique rose climbers that, for me have required very little care. I let them have their head, pruning back heavily every few years just to keep them within the space provided, which never seems to be enough. It is one of those roses that surprised me with its growth. Many people complain that it's a house eater. I guess I didn't read the description carefully enough. Somewhere, in some garden column, I read there are 2 Cecile Bruner roses, one of which is a climber, & I unknowingly bought the climber. Don't know if this is true. Now that I have them, however, I'd never give them up.
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