Mr. Lincoln roses remind me of my mother-in-law. She loved the scent of them. That deep and distinctive aroma that one could tell what bloom she had cut and sitting on her dining room table.
I also miss my tea roses. Haven't had a rose garden in a long time. Shortly after we had Lil' Tiger, it became clear to us that we'd have to simplify our yard. We went from cute and flowery to "Wow, the weeds sure have gotten tall!" We had relocated our roses to my mother-in-laws and she loved them when she was still around.
She's gone now, and so are the roses. Filling someone else's senses with delight. I miss my mother in law. And also my roses.
Our schedules are still crazy-filled right now, but one day, I'll have my rose garden. And in it, Mr. Lincoln. And every time I catch a waft of that scent, I'll remember my mother-in-law.
Any rose experts? Share your knowledge and what works in your garden, we'll dig in together! I love hybrid teas and found them to be very easy to grow in S. CA. Please share your favorite flower and the memory attached to it.