Though the vernal equinox doesn’t occur for another week or so, it already feels like spring has sprung in my garden. While some people equate spring with snow melting, seed starting, and bare branches budding… for me, it’s all about the smells. Ohhh, the smells.
This is the time of year when my garden is alive with the intoxicating scent of citrus blossoms and pink jasmine. It’s so extraordinary that I wish I could bottle up the fragrance for the rest of the year.
The smells waft throu...
Published on March 10, 2016 06:00