I suppose we all of us have our favourite flower. In February it is the snowdrop for me and in March and April all the tulips. Buttercups take a lot of beating too. But of all the flowers I see there is one which stands above all others and its arrival on the Summer scene is a case for rejoicing.
Rosa Canina - the dog rose - is a simple flower, nothing complicated, just a few petals and a centre of deep golden stamens. She rambles far and wide if left to her own devices, covering hedges, climbing trees, sending briars out into the field to root. The farmer knows my love of the wild rose and always leaves plenty around in the hedgerow for me to see. She can vary between almost white and deep pink. My favourite is the deep pink and today I saw my first one this year in our fields.
Here she is for you to see. Isn't she beautiful?