Rose Festival starts the first weekend of June in Portland Oregon. The weather has been good for the roses. A hot period there got things really growing. The rain cooled things down and gave all a good watering. Now we have a dose of warm weather to perk things up. My roses have loved it. The rain stopped long enough for rose pictures.
A rose with a marvelous scent: Prospero
I've lost the tag on this one, but I call her Princess.
Red Matador, my two-buck clearance climbing rose that has graced my garden for over 10 years.
A gift from my eldest sister: Joseph's Coat
And one of a pair of extra thorny roses that I've planted under my most accessable ground floor windows. I call them the Beasts. Very pretty security.