A visit to Nonna's the other day saw me heading home with a gorgeous bunch of her home grown roses. Roses always mean Nonna to me. I love roses - especially the ones grown by Nonna. I have immensely enjoyed having them in the little vase in the kitchen and can't help but smell them whenever I walk past.
This one in particular smells divine! If heaven has a smell I reckon it might be something close to what this rose smells like - it is just delicious!
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