I just read a newspaper column written by the famous British gardener and author, the late Vita Sackville-West. I was amused by it and hope that you will enjoy it too.
In a gracious small and ancient town near where I live, someone has had the imagination to Â plant a hedge of rambler rosesâ¦in the summer months people come from all over the county to see it. I must admit that it is an impressive sight: a blaze of color; a long, angry, startling streakâ¦a splendid idea; very effective; but, oh, how crude! I blink on seeing it and having blinked, I weep. It is not only the virulence of the color that brings tears to my eyes, but the regret that so fine an idea should not have been more fastidiously carried out. The hedge is made of âAmerican Pillar'-a rose which, together with âDorothy Perkins', should be forever abolished from our gardens. I know this attack on two popular roses will infuriate many people, but if one writes gardening articles one must have the courage of one's opinion. I hate, hate, hate âAmerican Pillar' and her sweetly pink companion âPerkins'. What would I have planted instead? Well, there is âGoldfinch' an old rambler, very vigorous, very sweet-scented, and when I say sweet-scented I mean it for I do try to tell the exact truth in these articles, not to mislead anybody.