Change is afoot in my old garden. When Lia and I met and I moved in in 1982 that first winter the roof leaked horribly. So I was planning to replace our flat roof with a pitched rood adding an attic space in the process which would keep help with insulation. But I underestimated how easy it would be to get that approved in Berkeley. Nope I would need an architect but I wasn't willing to do that so we got a good roofer to replace our tar and gravel roof with a cap sheet roof and that has lasted us over 40 years now.
But I had a guy lined up to help me build the roof so instead we built a deck in the yard and along with some more important things. But that deck inspired me to build a gazebo on it from one I saw in book and that too has been out there in the elements for over 40 years. But the deck started failing from rot and since we've always wanted an outdoor bathroom we decided to demo the deck. We'll come back with a concrete slab instead of a deck this time but I wanted to salvage the gazebo and place that on the slab.
The crew started demo'ing the deck this last Friday. It looked like this with the rotten old apple tree and half the deck removed:
Here it was March before all this started
Then on Friday they finished demo'ing all but the deck under the gazebo but it became clear that was rotten too. So today in order to salvage the gazebo I tore off the old wooden planter that held my favorite rose, Royal Sunset. But here is how that looked in April of 2024:
I love that rose and hoped it could stay put but it became obvious it had to go in order to try to salvage the gazebo. So today I decided to peel off the old redwood planter it was in an dig it, move it to where it would not be in full sun all day and where I'd remember to keep it well watered. To begin with I pruned it way back:
Then I dug it up and put it in a big plastic pot. Here is what it looks gone:
And here (sorry about the harsh light) it is with the other roses I salvaged in the new rose orphanage:
It was tough for me to do while protecting my back and arthritic hands but I think I may survive.