So many pictures from the International Rose Test Garden because I just couldn’t choose! It was raining on and off, at times pouring, which it rarely does here, and since I had an umbrella I was often the only one walking through the rows of flowers, snapping pictures. It was glorious. I think we spent two hours there. I took my time processing these pictures because I could almost smell the roses, and it’s a smell that reminds me so much of my grandpa, who always had roses at his house when I was growing up. It’s such a cliche flower, but I think roses are my favorite. Big, fluffy, juicy, peony-like ones, like these. I want to scoop them up and hold them in my hands.