The pictures were taken yesterday, marking the completion of our new rose bed. They are all scented roses, so, in the warm breeze of a wonderful autumn day here in Las Palmas the air is filled with the scents of my favourite flower.
Here is a song I learnt at Primary School - stirs the heart.
- Grown in one land alone
- Where proud winds have blown
- There’s not a flower born of the shower
- Braver than England’s own
- Though gales of winter blow
- Piercing hail and snow
- Shining she stays bright as in days of yore
- Old England’s pride still blossoms
- Fresh on England’s shore
- Rose of England thou shall fade not here
- Proud and bright from growing year to year
- Red shall thy petals be as rich wine untold
- Shared by thy warriors who served thee of old
- Rose of England breathing England’s air
- Flower of chivalry beyond compare
- While hand and heart endure to cherish thy prime
- Thou shall blossom to the end of time
- Rose of England breathing England’s air
- Flower of liberty beyond compare
- While hand and heart endure to cherish thy prime
- Thou shall blossom to the end of time
Thank you to all those who provided the roses and paid for the work in creating the bed which includes a automatic watering system. They are watered twice a day, 10 minutes in the morning and ten minutes in the evening.
