Best and dearest flower that grows,
Perfect both to see and smell;
Words can never, never tell
Half the beauty of a Rose—
Buds that open to disclose
Fold on fold of purest white,
Lovely pink, or red that glows
Deep, sweet-scented. What delight
To be Fairy of the Rose!
A very dear friend gave me a beautiful rambling rose to remember both of our Dads, who were lifelong friends and loved yellow! The rose is from David Austin, just round the corner from where this special friend lives, and is called Tottering Gently By. Such a lovely rose, with many happy memories. I love seeing it in flower.
Roses are loving our garden this summer and we have blooms everywhere.