I can't think of anything I love more than the smell of Jasmine on the first warm evenings in late spring. It is a reminder of lovely afternoons in my grandmother's garden as well as the promise of warm summer nights yet to come. It is an essential part of any garden I love, the ability to close your eyes and know you are in a garden without ever seeing a flower or tree.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Jasmine Nights
I can't think of anything I love more than the smell of Jasmine on the first warm evenings in late spring. It is a reminder of lovely afternoons in my grandmother's garden as well as the promise of warm summer nights yet to come. It is an essential part of any garden I love, the ability to close your eyes and know you are in a garden without ever seeing a flower or tree.
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Sigh...no real jasmine here, not outdoors, but I can smell it in my imagination. And enjoy yours, of course.
I love the smell of it too. It reminds me of Southern California.
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