Let me go ahead and say that I am amazed that this rose is still alive. It is in the most terrible spot ever, constantly competing against suffocating bushes and yet, each year it graces me with a handful of blooms. Six years ago, my parents got into a rose frenzy and purchased at least 40 roses. For a few years they were lush and dazzling and all the photos I’ve posted were from those years. But the honest truth is, we didn’t (and still don’t) know anything about roses. Most have died expect the few hard-core varieties–including this one. Chris VanCleave, the RedneckRosarian, will know this rose. It is called Don Juan.