In immediate and full disclosure, ProfessorRoush is being a very bad boy this evening. I shouldn't show you this first picture of 'Cinnamon Spice', I really shouldn't. I'm afraid that I will be guilty of deepening the addiction of many rose lovers, setting back recoveries that have thus far survived these scant few weeks into Spring. Yes, I'm aware that a post on this very young rose is completely premature, and that I shouldn't be making any broad statements about her performance yet in the garden. But she opened up that first bloom and I fell, smitten in a glance. You might as well fall along with me into the rose abyss.
'Cinnamon Spice' is a shrub rose said to be from a breeding of 'Carefree Beauty' X 'Piccadilly', and she is supposed to grow 5 foot tall and 4 foot wide at maturity. My tiny plant is about 8 inches tall and just put forth this first fabulous bloom. I must apologize for my poor photo here because it does not do justice to her brilliant salmon-pink color, the delicate wine-colored stippling of the petals nor the contrast with her bright yellow stamens. It also doesn't hint at the fact that this first bloom was as big as my palm (5 inches in diameter; I measured), that there is a moderate sweet fragrance about it, and that every picture I took of her was nearly perfect; no focusing problems, no insects, nothing. No other rose I know is that photogenic at first attempt.
I don't know what the future holds for 'Cinnamon Spice' here on the Kansas prairie, but I can tell you that if she survives, she'll easily displace Posh Spice in my heart and soul, and ProfessorRoush might just have a new favorite Buck rose.