If I could, I would build a winter home out of trelliced jasmine vines. I would fall asleep to the scent of night-blooming jasmine and wake to the fragrance of the Confederate variety. One of the saddest things I had to leave behind when we moved to Tennessee was the star jasmine vine I had spent the last year training and pruning, especially because I knew it was just about to bloom and I would miss all the pleasure that the flowers would bring.
But, today on my bike ride into work, I discovered a patch of road on Civic Center Drive in Beverly Hills, where for a brief second, the stellar scent of the flower almost knocks you out. I gasped a reflexive, "Oh my God!'" as I passed through it. So, it's time again for jasmine all over LA to bless us with its presence. The fragrance travels a significant distance, so even if you can't immediately spot the vines, you know they're there, maybe on the other side of a fence or around the corner.
And, alas, I am leaving for Tennessee again for two weeks starting tomorrow. Lucky for me, it has a long growing season. Get yourself one too! They are very drought resistant, grow well in containers and will climb anything. And they will fill your days with aromatherapeutic pleasure!
Here's to taking advantage of the splendid year-round gardening opportunities California has to offer!
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