Just a relaxing view of the rose garden. Half of which is covered in buds and the promise of beauty to come, the next boiling hot day. You can smell the roses just stepping down the hill from the house, and rounding the wooded path leading into the garden. There is more to the garden to the left of the rose garden, but a lot of it won't bloom until July-August. The roses are my pride though - especially since most of the roses seen here were supposedly killed in a bad winter storm we had earlier this year.