This most beautifully scented of all David Austin's climbers, mixed in with my MiL's Easter lilies, Zantedeschia aethiopica 'Crowborough' and a repellent zebra striped invasive grass that I so dislike I refuse to remember its name. But just look at that rose; not a speck of blackspot. "Constance Spry" smells like my childhood Tiny Tears.
Part of November's Slacker Diaries Part 22 catch-up posts...
