rose arbor – Learn To Be Wise

Climbing roses reward hard work

Rose arbors have a history in our family. My maternal grandmother had a rose arbor. Here’s a picture of my Grandfather and Grandmother, Samuel and Jessie Isaman in front of their home rose arbor. The arbor was still there when I was a child but the roses were no longer thriving as they are in this picture.

There was also a rose arbor at my wife’s maternal grandparent’s house, Clifford and Mildred Wilcox. I often visited there to date their lovely granddaughter, JoAnne. And each time, I entered through the rose arbor gate.

JoAnne always wanted a rose arbor at our home and I did too. But in our first two parishes, there just wasn’t a good place for one. But when we moved to Copper Hill/West Granby parsonage, there was an old broken down gate to a fenced-in area. (It had been a dog run.) The gate and fence were overgrown with poison ivy. But the gate was clearly visible from the dining room window. I saw my chance. I sprayed the ivy and dug out the remaining roots (I’m still digging.) I tore out the old gate and saved the hinges. I turned the fenced area into a garden spot and rebuilt the fence. (We ate strawberries from the garden this week.) Even before I started replacing the gate, I planted the first climbing roses. Then I started building parts for the arbor in the garage. Eventually, I finished the construction. It took at least a year as I did not have much time to work on it. By then, I had roses to tie on it already. The following year I painted it white. After all, both my Grandmother’s arbor and JoAnne’s grandparent’s arbor were white.

To maintain our rose arbor, I fertilize each bush each year and remove the weeds. In the spring I remove the dead material. As the bushes age, there is more of that. I tie the climbing canes to the arbor so they don’t tip over. In the most recent picture, there are a couple canes that have come lose and need to be retied. If the weather is unusually dry, I water them. At first, the red rose (Blaze) dominated as in the featured picture from 2020. But now the pink one is taking over (lower picture set from 2022). The first couple years, I mulched the base of each bush for winter. But that seems unnecessary now.

When I was a boy there was a white rose arbor in our side lawn. Pictures were often taken there. It marked the entrance to one of the flower gardens on our rural farm property. When my wife was a girl, she often spent summers at her Grandparents’ house. The entrance to the sidewalk was a white rose arbor with a gate. She has always wanted a rose arbor.

The opportunity did not present itself in either of our previous pastorates. Neither property had a spot that was conducive. But when we moved to West Granby, there was a fenced in area with a broken-down gate which needed to be replaced. Being a gardener, I immediately thought, “What a great place for a small garden and a rose arbor!” I no longer want a big garden anyway. I just want to grow a few strawberries and some cucumbers so we can make pickles. And I needed to replace that gate with something that looked better. A rose arbor would be perfect here. A friend said it looks very “New-England.”

First I needed to knock down the poison ivy which you can see growing on the fence in picture two. Fortunately, I am only very mildly allergic, which helps as the ivy keeps coming back and I am not bothered as I fight it. They I began planting roses where I thought the rose arbor would be as I knew it would take a couple years for them to really become established. One was a a transplant from Keely and Mark’s as it was in a place they did not want it. Others I ordered. If you look closely, you can see that I timed it well because by this fall, I had one rose cane growing over the top of the arbor. There are several colors and one white.

I wanted to make the structure durable so it is all made of treated lumber. Some of it is donated re-purposed decking. Eventually I hope to stain it all white and add a gate. The design underwent a few changes as it was being built as JoAnne and I looked at it and decided what looked best. I have worked on it little by little for a couple years, collecting and buying materials and cutting pieces. Then this summer, I knew it needed to come together.

Already it has become a photo spot as you can see from the photo I included. This is us posing in the Victorian costumes we wore to celebrate Copper Hill Church’s 200th Anniversary.

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