Monday, September 24

A friend's brother planted a beautiful garden at her summer house, studded throughout with these amazing rosebushes. They have upright, prickly canes and abundant stiff foliage supporting clusters of blossoms with the deepest, most intense fragrance imaginable. Their perfume caught at the back of my throat with hot little hands. I asked my friend if these were Damask Roses, whose perfume is legendary, but she did not know, and her brother has since passed away. What an incredible memorial he left behind him, this garden of anonymous, exquisite fragrances...

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