This is a Beach Rose. I don't know the real name. They grow wild along the mid Atlantic and north Atlantic coast. Their perfume is divine.You can make tea from the rose hips.
When I was a kid growing up in Rhode Island we use to take drives along the shore where the great mansions stood and these roses grew in hedges along the side of the road. The aroma wafted in through the car window as we meandered along the roads.
This particular rose is an uninvited guest in our little garden. It has been trying to grow for a couple of years and this year I just left it to see what would happen and lo and behold there were blooms and this wonderful rose emerged and more will follow-and they are red! How wonderful. And the smell transports me right back to the back seat of a nineteen fifty six volkswagon in 1960 something.
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