Paul Smith Rose Paul Smith 2006

I used to have a garden, full of roses. I picked and planted each one, carefully choosing every one of them for its colour, smell or generousity. Some of them excelled in all three categories. There was one, though, that had a very unique skill: it was the first to bloom. Its name was Frühlingsduft. In German it means Spring scent. It had the most beautiful roses, apricot, creamy and golden. It was a bush that became quite big and every spring I enjoyed the wonderful sight of it. The smell? Well, like Paul Smith Rose.
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