Oh how I love spring! Every January when the rose bushes are pruned in my garden it is so sad. But when the roses come back in such profusion it makes my heart sing. Each year they get a little heartier and larger. These are 6 years old and they are the size of lunch plates. Every morning I go out to smell them. They are a true soft lavender colour and smell light and heavenly. These were taken early morning. This variety is called "Blue Angel"
Anything can blossom and thrive given enough time.
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