Roses are a particular flower, with which I have had a love/hate relationship all my life. There were many “rosales” in our home’s garden while growing up. I used to pick all their spines, encase them in each other and make necklaces out of them. In the process I always ended with bloody fingers. My favorites are of course, deep red. However in the Baja desert we have our own rose, and this one does not have any spines. it has a smooth and succulent trunk giving way to deep green lush leaves with pink, red or white flowers.
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