Senior Moments

Sheer Bliss Rose, Fairfield Glade, Tennessee. September 24, 2008.

I’m saddened to have to report that I’ve discovered that Betsy is very fickle.  I was hoping against hope that I was wrong, but the truth is undeniable.

The first two years we had roses here in the Glade Betsy declared that her favorite rose was a fragrant red rose named Mister Lincoln.  Every time we got a new rose bud from Mister Lincoln she would ‘ooh-and-aah’ all over it.

But the next two years Betsy said that her favorite rose was Veterans Honor — another red rose.  Veterans Honor has bigger blossoms than Mister Lincoln, but it is not quite as fragrant.  So for two years the ‘oohing-and-aahing’ was over Veterans Honor.  Poor Mister Lincoln!

So what about this year?  Well, Betsy has a new favorite rose — Sheer Bliss (see the photo above).  Sheer Bliss is not red, but it is fragrant.  Sheer Bliss is a new rose for us this year and it gets Betsy’s ‘oohs-and-aahs’.

So you can understand why I think Betsy has been fickle.  But as long as her fickleness applies only to roses and not to men, I guess I shouldn’t complain.

Tags: Betsy, Garden, Roses

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