David Austin Roses

It's that time of year when, in spite of -15°C weather, I start fantasizing about gardening. And because these are fantasies, the wild, unbridled kind, they rarely have any reference to reality. Rather, I imagine walled gardens opening on to each other, lush roses gardens, an abundance of sweet pea and fecund herb and vegetable plots. David Austin Roses are always part of that daydream.

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