Here are a few roses from my humble cottage gardens. I’ve lost quite a few due to drought and some neglect over the years, but these are still going strong. It hurts so much to lose a rose, it makes me want to cry because I loved and enjoyed them all.
‘Bon Silene’ ~ I believe that’s what this is. No tag and it’s a cutting from the original that I got years and years ago.
Not sure what this one is.
‘Old Blush’ This bloom is about to fall apart.
Here’s a fresh one.
Enjoy the rest of the week.
"The roses under my window
make no reference to former roses or to better ones;
they are for what they are;
they exist with God today.
There is no time to them.
There is simply the rose.
It is perfect in every moment of its existence."
Ralph Waldo Emerson