The perfume of spring surrounds us when we enter and exit our home lately. Finally, our confederate jasmine is blooming. Husband Walter and I look forward to this evergreen vine’s brief blooming every spring.
Get Ready. . .
Get Set. . .
Confederate jasmine is a feast for the senses. . .at least three of the senses, that is. We love the heady fragrance and the cascades of sparkling white blossoms. The sense of hearing? Well, listen for that “Ummmmmmm.” It’s my sigh of contentment.