This thread is just for Jeffrey. Thanks for reminding me that it is
PERFECTLY FINE to like what we like and dislike what we dislike JUST
BECAUSE.

PEACE. I have heard all the debates about different strains etc., and
I am not sure what I think. I just know I hate this rose. BIG FAT ugly
yellow blooms with horrible quilled petals that want to ball. I had an
uncomfortable impulse early on that I later identified as the urge to
harvest the buds and boil them and butter them like brussels sprouts.
This is thee rose that taught me that the only thing worse than an
ugly rose is a PROLIFIC, VIGOROUS ugly rose.

MOONSTONE. Also a great big huge fat sauteeable lump of a rose. So NOT
fragrant it seems to suck all the fragrance out of YOU when you get
near it. Sterile, perfect form, with sterile, perfectly uniform, thin
pink petal edges. I pay homage to the Canker Gods for saving me the
trouble of hacking this rose to death when it was big and strong.

AMELIA EARHART. Like Peace on steroids. Even MORE petals. Hated it at
first sight. A rose CAN have too many petals. If she has a grave, the
famous pilot rolled over in it when this mistake came out.

PENELOPE. Jesus, Alice, what were you thinking? If I want a GD azalea,
I'll plant one. In fact I have scores of them already, the gift of an
overzealous former property owner. Insiginficant little POS
not-quite-pink blooms that prove there IS a color worse than pink. It
is Aspire-to-but-just-cannot-achieve Pink. It lives on, but in
justified fear for its spindley, puny life.

Yes, Jeffrey, it IS okay to hate a rose.