A few days ago, I noticed that the first blooms on my roses this year would be on one of my new bushes, the Abraham Lincoln.
As best I can recall, I don’t ever remember a time when my mom didn’t grow an Abraham Lincoln rosebush. It’s a very strong plant, and produces florist quality, long-stemmed and highly fragrant red buds. Just beautiful, and it’s easy for me to see why she loved it.
