This was what I picked this morning. Not beautifully arranged or artfully placed, but just the sheer glut of them is good enough for me. They are a bit blousey, a bit over the top, and very fragrant.
Simply gorgeous. I have not idea if there is a word for what you call many roses. A bit like a troop of gorillas or a feast of crows, I think a lot of roses should be called a "gorgeousness of roses".
If only you could smell them too...
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