I visited the rose garden at Mohonk Mountain House this summer . . . and roses always make me think of my mother. She moved and planted a #garden and filled it with roses and then moved and did it all over again. She is a like the Johnny Appleseed of #rose gardens.
The purple allee spilling over onto the gravel walk this summer at Mohonk Mountain House. The bees collectively create a sort of intense humming that is soothing and hypnotic as they fly from #Phlox to #Allium and back again. Behind sits the rustic enclosure surrounding the cuttings garden.