Red red rose

My love is like a red red rose
that's newly sprung in October.

Doesn't precisely scan does it!  Never mind, the thought is there.  This red rose was planted out of love - our immediate past president planted it in memory of his wife a year or so ago.  This year is the first time it has bloomed so perfectly.  Called Francis Dubreuil, she is the darkest red of all teas, and was bred in 1894.