the first bloom....there is a wonderful "history" to this rose...a neighbour was moving and didnt want to leave his mothers/grandmothers rose behind so asked me would I take it and put it in my garden...it was an honour...it was als literally a twig with a few leaves, but with loving care and plenty of banana skins and tea-bags its come back to life after 2 long years, and like all "old" roses the scent would make your heart glad ! I feel also that even though they passed long before I was born this flower connects me to my grandmothers as it is of their generation...
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