Peenie Roses

Well that is what they call them up here in the North East. Yet more wonderful flowers taken from my Father in Laws garden as treasured memories.

Not much of a scent to them but the vibrancy of the dark red/crimson petals more than makes up for it and the look glorious in a vase taking centre spot in the living room.

We have to cut them as soon as they bloom otherwise they grow that high and with one strong overnight wind then they are gone.