Swan is a David Austin rose that is like the little girl in the nursery rhyme..."When she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad she was HORRID!" (my Nan used to recite this to me when I was little and behaved like a heathen)
At its best, Swan has blooms that have the slightest tinge of limey-buff about them. At its worst, as pictured above, they seem to be a dirty off-cream colour, and at times the petals have a brown tinge to the edges. My two seem to suffer quite a bit of die-back, but they are in a less-than ideal position, receiving only a few hours of full fun each day.
No comments:
Post a Comment