And the dark red ones smell amazing. . .
It is a wonder to see them go from small bud to giant flowers that are bigger than my hands. And strange to imagine that only a couple months earlier, the plant appeared as nothing more than twigs sticking out of the icy mud.
I've never been a flower person, but the longer I am here, and having survived a rather bleak and dark winter, the blossoming roses become a real treat.
I've even seen the dogs stop chasing the squirrels to give the giant blooms a sniff.
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