Stumptown. Bridgetown. Rose City.
I love the rose garden in Washington Park. This time of year is a little early for the roses to be so far along but it has been a very warm spring. I didn’t want to miss one of my favorite parts of Portland so I spent some time this morning touching and smelling.
I love roses. I don’t care if they are cliché. They are classic – like black. There are so many varieties and yet they all share they same velvety soft petals and sharp thorns. They have varying fragrances some even with what I would describe as bright like lemon. And the colors! The shapes!
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