My friend and I have always said we don't like roses. They are too common. One day, she told me a rose in her garden made her start to like roses. I thought she was being to lenient and not standing by her beliefs! But then a forgotten peach rose bush in my backyard showed me how wrong I've been and how special roses can be! I think its the color (I'm currently in an orange phase) and the sheer size of the blossoms.
Each blossom is larger than my fist!
It's like staring into a work of art.