No, she's not a Rowan cardigan:
She's a rugosa hybrid rose, and I wish I had smellovision so that you could appreciate her beautiful scent. She has now made quite a tall, arching shrub. She shares this part-shaded bed in our back garden.
Ninety degrees to the left:
The rose is Madame Alfred Carriere and she's doing splendidly this year. In the centre, with mid-green deeply cut leaves, is Paeonia davidii that I grew from seed. Last year I took a photo on 7 May of its first flower. Now, on the 4th, the three flowers are finished - so there's a little phenomenological evidence of the early spring!
Our front garden is much sunnier and drier. Here: cistus, euphorbia, sage, Geranium renardii and a pink (Mrs Simpkins).
Here: iris (Jane Philips), nigella, lavender, and a self-sown thing that I can never remember the name of (begins with c, bees love it).
One last one, sorry. Euphorbia again, lambs lugs, a perennial wallflower and more sage (and a little cotoneaster peeping in at the top).