A rose called Ingrid Bergman

This is the most beautiful rose I have ever seen.

I know the image is a little dark, but it is the only image I could find which transmits the velvety thick dark red petals of this rose. Whoever named this rose is a genius - the real Ingrid Bergman certainly is beautiful, and in an old-fashioned way.

I discovered this rose a couple of years ago when I was walking in the Botanical Garden in Oslo, which is quite close to where I live. In the end of the rose garden, placed like a queen, she stood whispering her red presence.

I do not know why, but this rose actually reminds me of the smile of Mona Lisa. Secretive, I guess is the key word here.