Favorite Rose

And I don’t have a clue what it is… one of the many  inherited, unidentifiable plants on our property.  It rambles about like an old cottage rose.  It has the sweetest fragrance like the old fashioned rose water for a ladies toilette.  It grows off of old wood and the only thing I’ve ever done to it was cut off the dead wood.  It is truly fabulous… I wish I could take it with me when we leave.


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