This miniature rose thrives in our front beds, hidden amongst wild ferns, the bright pink flowers poke out through the tropical greenery, it looks strangely wild and beautiful (until our goats find them and eat the lot!). The flowers remind me of home, just like scones with jam and cream. Unfortunately, other larger roses don't thrive so well, between the two introduced, and extremely hungry, leaf-beetles (the Japanese and Chinese rose beetles) they generally end up looking like doilies!
Softly petals fall
whispered rain on mossy rock.
A summer's last breath
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