Oh Ambridge! Oh Anne Boleyn! Oh Tamora and Lady Emma Hamilton! Oh beautiful sisters, thank you for coming and then when you left, thank you for coming back again. Thank you for the beauty and thrill you bring to each morning, when I run outside to see if there are more of you (second batch is on it's way). Thank you for multiplying in the sun and in the rain and in the heat. And thanks for smelling so good too. You smell really good. Thank you roses, for being you.