Last Saturday I was up at the mountain house and I was more than happy to see that my roses are finally looking green and healthy once more. It has become a yearly battle. Most of the blackspot and downey mildew that always plagues them during the rainy season has dissapeared for the most part. Diligent spraying seems to have put these pesky diseases under control for the time being. Many of the bushes are heavy with blooms and all the rest are full of buds that are ready to burst open. I love warm sunny Costa Rican summers when the soft tropical breezes blow and gently rustle the leaves on the trees. Plants have a chance to recover from the downpours and they begin to show off their best colors.
This little hydrangea sprung up here next to the fence posts. It has more flowers than leaves.
My peach tree is full of tiny little peaches, which is surprising because I was sure that the rains had washed away all the blossoms a couple of months ago, but I guess some of them hung on tightly and survived.
Here’s something that baffles me. I had a beautiful white climbing rose at our city house that was killed by leaf cutter ants who stripped it bare and sent it into a leafless shock that it was unable to survive. But not before I took several cuttings and rooted them. I planted all the cuttings along our property line at the mountain house thinking that the beautiful white roses would look lovely climbing over the fence. But much to my surprise, many of the cuttings bloomed pink! No idea how that happened. They are identical in shape and size to the white mother plant, but some of them bloom pink and some of them bloom white. How crazy is that. The one above is a white bloomer, but you can see that the rosebud is tinged pink. However, when they open up they are all white just like the mother plant.
This pink rose is a cutting from the same white climbing rose, but it blooms pink. Not a trace of white.
Climbing Blaze seems to have woken up from it’s slumber and is beggining to produce more blooms now. It still has a long way to go before it reaches the top of the trellis.
The catnip is doing really well in the cool shady area behind the house. Every evening all the neighborhood cats come over and roll around in it. It’s a real kitty treat for sure.
Fuchsias in a pot
A tropical water lily in the fishpond. I’m not sure what this variety is called but it’s so colorful. It’s a night bloomer, which is why it’s only half open in this picture which was taken during the day.
The pink climbing rose bushes were so heavy with blooms that I couldn’t resist cutting some and bringing them inside to enjoy.
Joining Feathered Nest Friday at French Country Cottage
Joining Show and Tell Friday at My Romantic Home
Joining Saturday Show Off at The Rose Garden in Malevik