A rose by any other name

Is still a rose.
Each morning as we set out walking we take an old ladies paper in to her door. She was a very good gardener and still has heaps of beautiful things blooming even though she is not well enough to do much in it now. This rose just looked so good with the early morning sun on it. Have no idea of it's name.

Have had a busy day and this evening attended a function in Timaru. Drinks and nibbles for all of us that volunteer for the Hospice.