White roses are a favorite with me. These have opened and seem to glow from within.
Years ago I was on a vacation back East. We were driving through Essex, Massachusetts. It was a beautifully cool spring day and everything was green and lush. The air was so pure it was as if our lungs were drinking in liquid oxygen.
The heavenly scent of these roses remind me of that day.
Wishing you all a beautiful weekend . . .