I love this rose. It's the deep bluish red that was a popular color for lipstick in the 1950's: Fire & Ice, by Revlon. I remember my Aunt wearing it. On the other hand, I have no idea what the rose is called because it sprouted from the rootstock of a totally different rose that was snapped off at the base by a hurricane. It's a climber with no pronounced fragrance, totally unassuming; probably Rosa caninsis, the dog briar, which is mostly a workhorse rootstock for grafting. Somehow I just can't bring myself to dig it out.
It just looks so damn Jacobean.
It just looks so damn Jacobean.
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We've got a white rose that did the same thing. It's taking over the front of the house.
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