Longing for the Sweet Smell of a Rose

I picked these long stemmed beauties up yesterday at the grocery store. I chose them for their looks, velvety red petals, perfectly formed flower heads atop long green stems, not a whiff of scent though. I was looking for something decadent for inside because having flowers from my garden seems next to impossible while every millimetre of ground around my house is still under three feet of snow and the forecast is for more and more of the stuff to fall from the sky.

I grew this pink rose in my other Prince George garden it is Theresa Bugnet a Rosa Rugosa hybrid, very hardy and very fragrant. I have similar roses planted in my new garden.

If the snow ever melts it will be a race for the roses to put out shoots, leaves and bloom before the frosts of Autumn shut down them down. What am I thinking?

Quick, change my thought pattern. I need to think of slushy snow, mud, lots of mud sticking to my shoes, grass, leaves and budding flowers. Instead of seeing only back and white through my window it will be an epiphany to see Green.