I was never too enamored with Floribunda Roses. Less tidy, too unkempt, too something that just fell short of the tight, crisp beauty of the Hybrid Tea Roses. But, of late, I rescued a few Floribundas, not knowing their genetics, so to speak, when I took them. And, I have to say, they are growing on me in an old fashioned sort of way. They keep on giving and giving and love the hot sun.