Roses

I got these pictures of some of my roses today. We call this the Fitzhugh rose. It’s a pretty ordinary English rose but has family significance, having been planted within feet of where an ancestor was cuckolded and murdered while his wife rode off with the killer/lover in the 1100s:

New Dawn is starting to rebloom:

And these are tea roses Jared for me last week for our 22nd anniversary:

Author: Jenny Smith

I'm Jenny Smith. I keep up with three cars, two kids, one husband, and I live on 300+ acres of rolling farmland in Northern Virginia where we look after an elderly relative. I like tomatoes, all things Star Trek, watercolor, and reading. I spend most days in the garden fighting deer and groundhogs as I pursue a graduate degree. I'm trying to be like Jesus -- emphasis on the trying.

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