Welcome to the time traveling past…
There sleeps Titania some time of the night,
Lull’d in these flowers with dance and delight.
Shakespeare was a Tudor. He knew the import of roses.
Masses of flowering bushes trailed along the path. They hung over gates and dangled from arbors and walkways. Beneath the arch of an ancient, paneled doorway, a wide-petaled crimson beauty was just opening. The heavy scent of damasks consumed us.
Stop by to visit the sixteenth century in Tangled in Tudor Times.
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