- Wed Aug 30, 2017 5:13 am
Matt had been correct: the gardens were breathtaking with the roses in full bloom. Cora’s eyes drank in the different varieties and colors like a dehydrated woman in an oasis, soft noises of admiration and contentment escaping her without her noticing. She was not so lost in her surroundings that she didn’t appreciate what her companion was saying, however, and nodded at his description of the ceremony he had been talking about. His words painted a clear picture for her, both hauntingly solemn and beautiful in its dedication. She could almost hear the waves crashing and see the soldiers with their poppy adornments in her mind.
Although her health had made some strides to recovery in the last few days, walking still tired her easily, almost embarrassingly so. Cora was glad that Matt had guided them over to one of the lovely little marble benches tucked into a small shrubbery alcove next to the path they were on. She smiled when he asked her to describe the garden for him and chuckled a little playfully as she teased him. “You’re asking a gardener to describe the flowers in a professional garden for you? So you want the scientific version then?” Cora giggled softly and squeezed his hands affectionately when he clasped her hands in his.
“Let’s see…” she started as she looked around at the well-manicured gardens. “Well, the roses that make up the hedges in the little bench alcoves like this one are one of my favorite varieties, called ‘Floribunda Roses’. They’re a hybrid variety, so the blooms themselves look more similar to the Hybrid Tea Rose while their scent is closer to that of the Polyantha. The rigid little shrubs they tend to grow in make them real easy to trim into hedges like this or even just keep in a decorative planter. The rest of the hedges look like they alternate between two other types,” Cora mused thoughtfully, happily getting lost in the delightful explanation of the plants. “So the larger, more upright sections of hedges? Those are Grandiflora Roses. It looks like most of these are a crisp white, but I’ve seen them in pinks, reds, yellows, and even peach colors too. And the short, maybe knee-high sections around the fountains over there, those are Groundcover Roses. Looks like Avon and some Flower Carpet Corals too from here. Each fountain has a ring of them around the perimeter and each one is a different color too. The one just over to our left is white, over on the right it’s a pretty pale pink, and the large fountain at the far end of the garden is a darker coral shade…”
Inhaling the intoxicatingly romantic smell of the roses around them, Cora let out a small gasp of delight when she noticed another type of rose near the closest fountain. “Oh! Do you smell that, mo diabhal? Of course you do, what am I saying…” she giggled, pressing on in excitement. “That light, sweet, almost musky scent? Those are called Hybrid Musk Roses. It looks like they gardeners have planted them at the crossroads of each path and near the fountains, almost like navigation markers, how clever! The Buff Beauties are my favorite; such a lovely peach color with a darker orange in the center, or sometimes even a yellow center too…”