Sometimes you wind up spending so much time pulling weeds that you forget to stop and smell the roses. I wish you could smell the pale pink rose, the Milford rose, brought to Milford in the late 1700’s. It has the intense fragrance used in perfumery.
The honeysuckle is blooming too. It is a fragrance I recall from Mystic, CT where I lived for a while as a child.
The deeper pink rose is a Canadian Explorer rose that we love.