Agatha Christie's Greenway (Devon, England) - The House
I can think of two places that we visited where I enjoyed the house more than the gardens. The first was Greenway, not for the house itself, which was surprisingly small and cramped, but for the history behind it and the fascinating mementos on display. Agatha Christie and her husband Max Mallowan were enthusiastic collectors. You can see their collections on display throughout the house - European and Oriental ceramics, pottery, African tribal masks, Egyptian artifacts, Tunbridge ware, china, trinkets, and books. The Morning Room has a portrait of Agatha Christie as a child and her doll Rosie, sitting in a chair - The Drawing Room was where the family would gather in the evenings. Christie would entertain guests by reading chapters from manuscripts of her latest books. Agatha Christie's bedroom. Max always slept on a smaller portable traveling cot (you can see part of it in the foreground). It was his favorite bed and he carried it with him on all of his archaeological travels. N...
Excellent advise. I have rarely transplanted roses, mainly because I usually kill them. I do have three roses now. I have one that is a rambler that is so old I don't know for sure what it is. I have the climber White Dawn. It is a tough plant. I moved it in the heat of the summer but it lived. It was doing great then winter before last the rabbits ate it to the ground. The poor thing has struggled since. Then I have another climber named Golden Showers. It has been doing pretty good. I don't wish to move another though. I hope your rose thrives in it's new location.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, Phillip, my head was nodding "Yes!" right from the start as it all resonated with me. And when you mentioned the best buds facing inward instead of outward, I thought that had clinched the deal. But I don't think I've ever had a root ball stay intact, so I'll give you 10 out of 10 on this post.
ReplyDeleteYou make it look so easy! I know it isn't. You do a good job.
ReplyDeleteDigging out a rose is my very least favorite gardening activity. There always seems to be one root that goes straight down and is impossible to get at. Here, too, the light soil and lack of any winter chill means crown/root gall is a terrible problem--many of mine have succumbed. A rose intended to be moved ends up having to be discarded because of gall.
My 'Golden Celebration' is huge. I love it.