At my old house, I grew numerous roses in the garden. They have been one of my favourite flowers. However, where we live now, they don’t survive. This area is known as a ‘frost pocket’ by the local farmers, and the roses rot in the damp cold during the winter. So although I have planted numerous roses, none of them have survived.

However, my sister gave me six rose bushes late last winter when she was moving and leaving her garden behind. I planted them all when the weather warmed up. Since then, two have died, two have kind of stalled, just sitting there, but these two have gone crazy. I finally have roses again! Yay!

The red one is lovely, but no scent. The pink one has bloomed for months now with a beautiful perfume. I’m so pleased.