It's taken a while for this gorgeous jasmine to come on stream, but oh my goodness, when you walk out the door the smell hits you in the face.
The rose, the most fragrant I've ever encountered, is coming into it's second flush.
Sitting in my garden, of an evening, as I did tonight, is really quite blissful.
After a hot day in the sun, the garden was stretching, sighing, singing. A time to breathe deeply.
Bliss.
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