WAR OF THE ROSES

A spring chicken braves the botanical battleground armed with pruning shears, trowel and lashings of back rub. My Dad ruined gardening for me. While you may associate the wonders of springtime with the smell of freshly mown grass and fragrant flowers, my scent associations are a mix of menthol, camphor, ammonium salicylate and a mixture … Continue reading WAR OF THE ROSES