This is not a wild rose, but too beautiful not to show. It is in the yard of a very dear friend. It is such a pale pink that it almost appears white. It is a climbing rose and blooms only one time, in spring. It has a wonderful sweet fragrance. It is an old time rose, one of those that has such wonderful fragrance.
It seems that there are always new roses out with strange colors and different characteristics, but none can compare to the old roses and their wonderful smell---the kind like Grandma used to have.
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I like this one!
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