The Friendly Friday prompt is The Colour Pink. If you come here often, you’ll know I never need much of an excuse to bring out the roses. So here goes!
I don’t grow roses (or at least not many – my repeat flowering rambler Rosa ‘Phyllis Bide’ is flowering earlier than ever this year, to be rewarded with a bout of hailstones earlier today) but I do like to photograph and share them. Virtually, that is, across the miles.
Roses are generous plants and, like many flowers, they have the power to comfort. I’m not saying they’re equal to the times, because of course they are not, but they are a small gesture.
R. ‘Rosemoor’ is not your typical English Rose. It’s big and on the wild side, for all its prettiness – a rose with a natural style of beauty, we might say. I don’t think I’ve posted pictures of it before. My favourite bit is the characteristic buds. They are creamy green with smudges of pink, and open to double flowers that are neither large nor neat – more like floral powder puffs.
Boscobel is another old friend that I always enjoy seeing (and smelling).
I’m aware that not everyone likes double flowers so, for the purist, I’m offering an array from bud to bright young thing to faded beauty: a bouquet on a branch.
I’m leaving you with a rambling rose and a climber. Like most ramblers, R. Debutante’ is once flowering and it’s only lightly scented. Smaller than they appear here, the blooms are sweet doubles that swing on long, slender stems.
In contrast, mannerly climbing rose R. ‘St Swithun’ does repeat, has massive rosette shaped blooms and a classic myrrh fragrance that, mysteriously, some people can’t smell. I’m always amazed that such large rosettes can spring from such tiny buds, but I suppose we all have to start somewhere!
Shared for Friendly Friday: The Colour Pink.