Garden Rose — Macro of quartered petal centre and stamens
Macro of quartered petal centre and stamens
summer

Garden Rose

Gertrude Jekyll

Seasonsummer
ScentIntense old rose, damask, warm, honeyed
Vase life7-14 days
Colour

The garden rose that made the postman stand still with his eyes closed. If you grow one rose, grow this one.

— ROSIE

Rosie's Take

If you've ever wondered what people mean when they talk about an old-fashioned rose scent, Gertrude Jekyll is the answer. David Austin bred her to smell the way roses used to smell before the cut-flower industry bred the fragrance out of them. She's so intensely perfumed that they actually use her for commercial rose oil production. Think about that — she out-scents the professionals.

The blooms are a rich, true pink — not salmon, not blush, not coral, but that proper, saturated, old-rose pink that has depth and warmth to it. They're fully rosette-shaped, packed with petals in that gloriously informal, slightly quartered way that David Austin roses do best.

I grow her against the south-facing wall and she's been there for six years now, getting more generous every season. In June and July, the scent drifts across the whole garden. I've caught the postman standing still with his eyes closed.

As a cut flower, she's everything the long-stem red rose from the garage forecourt is not. She opens gently over days, each stage more beautiful than the last. She sheds petals on the table and even that is lovely — rose petals scattered on old wood.

She pairs extraordinarily well with almost anything — sweet peas, peonies, loose herbs like mint or oregano, a few stems of lady's mantle. She's the foundation, the thing that makes everything else around her better. Every garden needs at least one proper, scented garden rose, and for my money, Gertrude is the one.

From the folklore cabinet

Named after the legendary garden designer Gertrude Jekyll, who transformed English gardening in the early 1900s. She was nearly blind by the time she was famous, designing by memory and instinct. I think about that when I bury my nose in this rose — some things you know by feel, not sight.

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