|This is the camellia.|
And then it was our turn to inspect said plants. Out front . . .
They're not all roses. These ones are a kind of ground cover that open when the full sun falls on them. They quite suit John, I think.
No idea what this is. With my luck, it's a flowering weed of some kind. But I do rather like the color. Goes nice with my coat and scarf.
And in the back garden . . .
|Biggest flower I'd ever seen. Bigger than my head.|
|Thorns not so comfortable to stand on, however.|