The first thing anyone does on receiving a bouquet of roses is to bury their face in them to breathe in the scent. Beautiful roses with minimal scent are pure anticlimax. Pierre de Ronsard, I’m taking to you!
Nahema might well be accused of showing off at this time of year. But what might be quite an ordinary pale pink prettiness is lifted into the stratosphere of rose-y adoration by its strong scent, swooningly redolent of turkish delight.
Of all the roses available, Parfumier Guerlain created a perfume in 1979 named after this one which is still available today. Guerlain records that the floral oriental fragrance was “inspired by the legend of a sultan who had twin daughters, the gentle and obedient Mahane and the fiery and passionate Nahéma. Built predominantly around rose notes, Nahéma was an early fragrance to feature damascones, a set of newly discovered aromachemicals with a profound fruity-rose character.”
This is Nahema’s first year in my garden. Often roses flower well in the first year and then decline left unsprayed in Auckland’s humid climate. Time will tell whether Nahema is up up to an organic mulch, water, squash aphids routine to earn a permanent place. So far I am in thrall to its pretty and scented delights.