the rambling rose and all her beguiling promises

[asakiyume]

This is the season when Rosa multiflora, the indomitable conqueror of roadsides and wastelands, the one who can render a pleasant meadow into an impassable, laceration-producing wall of arching, spreading, canes, puts out its flowers. Everywhere there are curtains and drifts of small, white-and-yellow blossoms, with a fragrance so intense that you breathe it in and begin to float. The whole rest of the year it's thorns and You Shall Not Pass, but right now it's Come To Me And Stay Awhile My Love.

"It's worth a little blood, isn't it? You can cede a little ground, can't you? To enjoy this moment with me now?" says the rambling rose.

Comments

[asakiyume]

Ooh, your gallery of roses is beautiful. The small white roses you photographed in 2013 look a lot like these ones, but double-petaled. I like the spiraling of some of them--all the forms and colors are great.

The California wild rose is beautiful!

I haven't been around enough roses to distinguish scents, but I definitely love the intensely rosy smell of Rosa multiflora and some of the traditional roses cultivated in part for their scent.

Definitely hurray for growing things!