This is a heritage or heirloom rose from Jeff’ & Vi’s place.
It was the one that Vi carried at her wedding over sixty years ago, a spray of little buds on top of the white bible. When did that little tradition stop, I wonder? And why didn’t the men carry on as well? Just a thought. I have those from time to time.
It is cool in that it is one color when a bud and another when in full bloom.
Beautiful, isn’t it?
I put it near my coffee pot, so I could see it every morning.
And everytime I pour myself a cup.
And another cup.
Or do the dishes. Since its right near the sink.
