The Valley of Roses resembles very other valley we passed through: A verdant flood plain spreading between dry, rocky hills. The name comes from the considerable cultivation of roses in the valley. Most of the bushes were, in fact, rose bushes — which would be quite a sight when in bloom. Each year in May the towns in the valley have a festival of roses; various rose products (cosmetics, perfumes, etc.) were available for sale everywhere.
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