"Won't you come into my garden? I would like my roses to see you," propositioned Richard B. Sheridan to a delicate damsel. But roses go far further back than libidinous 18
th-century playwrights.
As with royalty elsewhere, the Queen of Flowers traces her ancestry to many sources resulting in numerous descendants not all, alas, well documented. The exquisite selection means offerings for every level of gardener, from the keen rosarian to the most modest weekend householder.
By Wes Porter - Friday, June 30, 2017 -
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