I went to Loose Park last week on a field trip. The sky was gray and overcast on the day of my outing.
First I looked. Then I sniffed. Then my eyes rolled back in my head. And it went on and on and on. Beauty upon beauty upon more beautifulness.
Maybe in a storybook cottage with a sloping roof and a secret path that led right to the rose arbor. Imagine the bouquets I could make with Loose Park for a cutting garden. Of course I would never actually cut flowers from a public park for my own personal use. Just a little fantasy of mine you understand.
Besides, I have a perfectly good rose bush in a pot on my deck and 2 knock out roses that are putting out some decent blooms in spite of the whole witches broom problem. As soon as I get back from South Dakota though... I am putting 2 more rose bushes in pots out back. I got a rose monkey on my back and it ain't going away anytime soon.