Rose garden

I'm not really that keen on roses, there's just something too floral and perfect about them if that makes sense. But I do love the smell of them, it takes me back to my childhood and ferreting around in Granny's magical wardrobe that always had rose scented pomanders hanging in it. Just as well really as I had a bit of a sleepwalking incident while staying there one night and peed in her wardrobe. Oops!
Thank you for the lovely welcome comments on yesterday's debut blip!!