Yesterday I walked the property, to see just how many roses I have growing here. I counted 40, 21 of them have a name, the rest are unknown, came without tags. I have some repeats too. When I got to the back of the property by the small shed, I kept smelling this wonderful rose aroma and finally figured out where it was mostly coming from and that is from one of my 'rare' roses from Connie at Hartwood Roses, Ruth's Wavy Leafed white rose. Oh my, I was almost in heaven. Also scenting the air was Crepuscule and Rose de Rescht.
Below are photos taken on the 5th.
The first 4 pics are of 'Crepuscule'.
The day after I ordered my 4 new roses, for V-day and my B-day, I got an email saying Rose Petal's nursery was having a 20% off on their Bermuda roses. I 'had' to go back and look at that section of roses and ended up ordering 4 more, counting them as anniversary (our 47th would have been this Sept.) and Christmas. :-)
I ordered these 4 below. Photos from the website.
Starting at top left.
Bermuda's Kathleen, Carnation, Winecup and Miss Atwood.
The description says three are fragrant, the other one, Winecup doesn't say, but I loved the flowers.
So, with these and the other 4 ordered, I will have 48 roses.
Below is a collage of the first 4 I ordered. Photos from the website.
Starting at top left: Barnhouse Rose, Bayse's Purple, Mozart & International Herald Tribune. I believe all of these are fragrant, the only one I'm not sure of is the first one Barnhouse. But I love the flowers and they are very hardy.
I'm looking forward to watching all 8 of these new babies grow and bloom.
Many, many, many years ago, I told my dear husband I'd rather have growing roses and flowers than dying bouquets. My garden is a wild, tropical, cottage style garden with much to fill my heart with love, memories, peace & joy. I thank God for blessing me every day with my life. It isn't always easy, but there is something good and beauteous in each new day.
Love & hugs ~ FlowerLady
I will close this post with some rose quotes.
There is simply the rose;
it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
She who loves roses must be patient
and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns.
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature
is that all of us tend to put off living.
We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon-
instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today.
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds 'round my neck.
The perfume of roses are like exquisite chords of music
composed of many odor notes
N F Miller
The rose speaks of love silently,
in a language known only to the heart.