A Rose without a Name
A rose without a name is still a rose, to paraphrase the poet. Still, I wish I knew my red rose’s name. Every year it puts forth plentiful, large red blooms. This post showcases some favorite pictures of this unknown rose.
A rose without a name is still a rose, to paraphrase the poet. Still, I wish I knew my red rose’s name. Every year it puts forth plentiful, large red blooms. This post showcases some favorite pictures of this unknown rose.
