On a sunny Thursday, our hands full with picnic baskets; we are travelling to the Mainau Island, just to the middle of the Lake Konstanz. A little sail trip, fresh breeze and sunshine – and there you are: the French garden, roses all over. We find it by its magnificent scent even without seeing it, a poem of colours… Here is „Gräfin Betttina“, one of my favourites. An unbelivably fabulous scent!
