Into the Valley of Roses How Bulgaria built a national symbol around the rose – and why it might lose it. J O D I H I LT O N A N D M A R T I N D M I T R O V
HUDDLED BETWEEN THE SOARING Balkan Mountain massif and the lower, smoother curves of the Sredna Gora ridge, fields stretch out far into the distance. It is late May, rose harvest season in central Bulgaria. The previous afternoon, we – a Bulgarian journalist and an American photographer – drove east from the capital, Sofia, to observe the rose harvest and rose festival celebrations. As the dawn sky slowly turns from black to a deep dusty blue, sunlight peeks out from behind the mountains and the first light of the day reveals row upon row of rose bushes. Just visible through the mist, we can make out the shadows of workers, moving methodically as they grasp and pluck, grasp and pluck, filling their bags with handfuls of dew-covered flowers. This harvest produces one of Bulgaria’s most precious commodities. The unique microclimate of this pristine valley provides ideal conditions for the Rosa Damascena – the “Rose of Damascus” – an ode to its probable origins. In the late spring, their petals produce one of the world’s most sought-after and expensive essential oils. Many have tried to replicate these conditions elsewhere – from Romania to France to China – but none rival the Rose Valley. The genus requires conditions that are as fickle as they are precise. Only the combination of fertile soil watered by the spring that flows from the nearby mountain, and the specific levels of humidity and heat that exist here for a few short weeks in May and June, will satisfy it and produce such exquisite-smelling and productive yields. 34 . Point.51
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