When I first saw the name of this rose "Cherry Parfait", I fell in love even though it was just a bare-root package with no foliage, encased in a plastic bag with a picture of what the rose would hopefully look like someday. Not far from it on the bare-root display was another rose named "My Fifi". Again, I fell in love with the name.
The two roses came home with me and went into the ground opposite one another with only a small walking path dividing them.
That was only a couple of years ago. Both are stellar performers in the blooming department. Their blooms are great for cutting and putting in a vase.
I'm glad I went ahead and bought them even if only for their names.
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