Before we go there I found a few more awards that should be acknowledged here.
The Queen’s table. I’m not sure if that’s the technical name for the best-est of the best, but it works for me.
Now to the other side of the room where it was an absolute embarrassment of riches. It will also be an embarrassment if this blog with its eighty (80!) plus photos crashes Blogger. May I suggest before you proceed further that you procure food and water to sustain you through to the end, but if you’re thinking you might be tempted to make a second run, I’d save it for another day…if I were you.
We’ll get my petite bouquet out of the way just so there’s no chance for comparisons. That’s Mrs. B. R. Cant in the center, some Louis Philippe and Bermuda’s Anna Olivier and Maman Cochet. Please don’t even think, “How artistic. She must have taken an arranging class.” This is a lesson in perseverance when everything wants to flop and face the floor. All of a sudden the tall ones leaned over and held up the floppers. What can I say? I was grateful. Arranging ain’t my thing.
Little did I know that the next table would change my life. Fragrant roses. David Austin roses. I wanted them all!
I had heard of this rose but never, never seen it. It’s The McCartney Rose. I just can’t believe how gorgeous it is.
Frederic Mistral. Sigh.
Windemere. Are you feeling as faint as I am?
Tamora
Oklahoma
Pat Austin. I’m tearing up.
Cotillion. I have this one. (thank you, Carol!) But it doesn’t look like this!!!!
The Prince. If anything, the actual flowers were darker than this photo. Did I mention that they all smell…great??
Belle Storey
Golly, that’s a gorgeous pic!
The Prince stole my heart.
Papi Delbard. Twice because I adored him.
Red Monte. He’s much redder than this photo. Unbelievably beautiful red rose. A patio rose not available in the U.S.
Looks like I’ve wandered back to the fragrance table.
Could you stay away?
Richard’s Rose. It wasn’t on the fragrance table, but it smells yummy. And it’s not too bad lookin’ either.
Litchfield Angel. Does Carol grow every rose David Austin ever made??
Marionette. Another Austin.
Two more.
OMG. Princess Alexandra of Kent.
Christopher Marlowe
Martha’s Vineyard on the left. Carol said it’s an excellent rose. Take that to the bank.
Looking longingly toward the fragrance table.
My White Maman Cochet.
Linda Rengarts and Carol Green put together a slide show of Buck Roses that played continuously, accompanied by classical music.
Julia Child
Our Lady of Guadalupe
Charles Aznavour. I think Carol said this is her favorite or the best rose ever created. One or the other.
Tea Rose William R. Smith
Found rose Miss Caroline.
Tea Rose Safrano. Parent of many beautiful roses.
William R. Smith and White Maman Cochet
What? A blank name tag? I must know the name of this one. What does she feed her Tea roses???
Nastarana
William R. Smith again.
Here’s the smelly table again.
Maggie, Found rose. Is she gorgeous or what??
If I had taken ten photos of Frederic Mistral, would I have posted them all. Probably.
Gorgeous again.
The McCartney Rose. Love that color… again… still.
The camera took me back over to the competition side of the room. I had to go.
Louis Philippe. Love Louis.
Monsieur Tillier, Tea Rose
A future rosarian? He looks serious.
Buff Beauty in the center.
Hope your butt’s not numb.
It was such a beautiful day of beautiful roses. Thanks to everybody who played a part. I loved it!
P.S. Carol is Green Acres (you may have seen the name once or twice), a sweet and lovely grower of roses. This Society has an abundance of them.
The Queen’s table. I’m not sure if that’s the technical name for the best-est of the best, but it works for me.
Now to the other side of the room where it was an absolute embarrassment of riches. It will also be an embarrassment if this blog with its eighty (80!) plus photos crashes Blogger. May I suggest before you proceed further that you procure food and water to sustain you through to the end, but if you’re thinking you might be tempted to make a second run, I’d save it for another day…if I were you.
We’ll get my petite bouquet out of the way just so there’s no chance for comparisons. That’s Mrs. B. R. Cant in the center, some Louis Philippe and Bermuda’s Anna Olivier and Maman Cochet. Please don’t even think, “How artistic. She must have taken an arranging class.” This is a lesson in perseverance when everything wants to flop and face the floor. All of a sudden the tall ones leaned over and held up the floppers. What can I say? I was grateful. Arranging ain’t my thing.
Little did I know that the next table would change my life. Fragrant roses. David Austin roses. I wanted them all!
I had heard of this rose but never, never seen it. It’s The McCartney Rose. I just can’t believe how gorgeous it is.
Frederic Mistral. Sigh.
Windemere. Are you feeling as faint as I am?
Tamora
Oklahoma
Pat Austin. I’m tearing up.
Cotillion. I have this one. (thank you, Carol!) But it doesn’t look like this!!!!
The Prince. If anything, the actual flowers were darker than this photo. Did I mention that they all smell…great??
Belle Storey
Golly, that’s a gorgeous pic!
The Prince stole my heart.
Papi Delbard. Twice because I adored him.
Red Monte. He’s much redder than this photo. Unbelievably beautiful red rose. A patio rose not available in the U.S.
Looks like I’ve wandered back to the fragrance table.
Could you stay away?
Richard’s Rose. It wasn’t on the fragrance table, but it smells yummy. And it’s not too bad lookin’ either.
Litchfield Angel. Does Carol grow every rose David Austin ever made??
Marionette. Another Austin.
Two more.
OMG. Princess Alexandra of Kent.
Christopher Marlowe
Martha’s Vineyard on the left. Carol said it’s an excellent rose. Take that to the bank.
Looking longingly toward the fragrance table.
My White Maman Cochet.
Linda Rengarts and Carol Green put together a slide show of Buck Roses that played continuously, accompanied by classical music.
Julia Child
Our Lady of Guadalupe
Charles Aznavour. I think Carol said this is her favorite or the best rose ever created. One or the other.
Tea Rose William R. Smith
Found rose Miss Caroline.
Tea Rose Safrano. Parent of many beautiful roses.
William R. Smith and White Maman Cochet
What? A blank name tag? I must know the name of this one. What does she feed her Tea roses???
Nastarana
William R. Smith again.
Here’s the smelly table again.
Maggie, Found rose. Is she gorgeous or what??
If I had taken ten photos of Frederic Mistral, would I have posted them all. Probably.
Gorgeous again.
The McCartney Rose. Love that color… again… still.
The camera took me back over to the competition side of the room. I had to go.
Louis Philippe. Love Louis.
Monsieur Tillier, Tea Rose
A future rosarian? He looks serious.
Buff Beauty in the center.
Hope your butt’s not numb.
It was such a beautiful day of beautiful roses. Thanks to everybody who played a part. I loved it!
P.S. Carol is Green Acres (you may have seen the name once or twice), a sweet and lovely grower of roses. This Society has an abundance of them.
Wordless, Sherry !!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for showing this!! You have single-handedly de-mystified the rose show ... and shown everyone what wonders can be found at one. This was a very welcome taste of Florida roses, in very chilly Virginia.
ReplyDeleteIt makes you want to grow hundreds yourself. Such beauty all in one place.
ReplyDeleteCher Sunray Gardens
Thank you so much, sherryocala. In two days you have done more for the rose show than most of us have accomplished in years. You are a marketing genius! The Marion County Rose Society is fortunate indeed, that you have generously shared your talents by presenting this gorgeous blog. Most of know how much work was involved. Members such as you are to be cherished in rose societies!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOne word...Stunning! Wow, so much beauty and sweet fragrance in one room. You must have thought you had discovered Shangri-la.
ReplyDeleteI think I see...no, I'm certain that I see more roses in your future.
Oh, what a treat it must have been to have been surrounded by all those roses! I would have not been able to stay away from the 'smelly' table, either! Your white Maman Cochet looks perfect - so pristine. I really enjoyed seeing all the Austins. I had forgotten I want Litchfield Angel! And if you ever find the name of the rose with the blank card, I'd love to know it, too. Thanks for all the pics!
ReplyDeleteDear HolleyGarden,
ReplyDeleteThe blank card is Baronne Henriette de Snoy, a Tea rose. I also noticed that the Class is not listed on the Maggie tag. It is a Bourbon and for me, one of the most delicious smelling of all the fragrant roses!
Oh my! I can almost smell the fragrance right through my computer screen. You must have had a lot of fun.
ReplyDeletethe rose with a blank tag is gloire de dijon
ReplyDeleteSomebody get my a bib.. I'm drooling.... HA! Awesome display of blooms. Can't wait to hear about this year's event!!!!
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