Roses remind me of my late aunt, who had several beautiful, lovingly-tended rose bushes in her backyard. They also remind me of my grandparents' landlady when I was very small and before they moved to their "ranchette". The lot next to her house was full of roses, veggies and other flowers. I used to love walking through the garden with her when I visited my grandparents. This particular rosebush also reminds me of Melody, who gave it to me a few years ago.