A great deal it would appear!
“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
It has just been brought to my attention that I am a rose – and you can pick the colour of the rose to suit your taste. I am sure that my American readers would prefer the red so that I can be the Red Indian!
The one on top is called “Rose, Red Ramana.” Or, Rosa rugosa Rubra;
And the one at the bottom is called “Rose, White Ramana.” Or Rosa rugosa Alba.
If you do not believe me, just go to this catalogue.
Magpie an avid gardener, came across this and decided to share this priceless information with me and some other friends. Thank you Magpie.
Another friend, our irrepressible Grannymar, promptly commented: “Ha Ha! Describes Ramana to a tee!”
What do you think?