This reminds me of visits to the Huntington Library and Gardens in the LA area, very near where I live. The rose garden is ASTONISHING, especially in spring. My partner and I spend HOURS there, absolutely entranced.

My father adored roses, tended some gorgeous red ones lining our front walkway. Strangers would drive by, stop, and gawk. When my dad died, EVERYONE sent red roses.

My father's scent still lingers, nearly 40 years after he walked thru the secret door of the Garden.