Roses roses roses……

“What’s in a name that which we call a Rose by any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,“ thanks WS.

Oh to be able to post their sweet perfume, to bathe in their delicate scent, so heady, it takes me off to places dreamy and magical!

The garden is filling up with roses in such numbers I have not seen for ages. Even the David Austin in the front garden which has been so weedy for years, we built it a trellis last year to encourage it to climb and this year it has gone mad!

I fancy making Pot Purri as the rose heads are so full I wouldn’t need many. There’s lots of tips online and this is just one version I like from
Fifty flowers.