It’s true, I’m a sucker for flowers.
Back in Canada, I once bought a potted jasmine plant. It was all of, oh, six inches high and had a couple of blooms on it. It flowered, eventually, and then the flowers died off and never reappeared again. No real surprised, given that it was in Vancouver, which has sun for only a few months of the year. The rest of the time, it’s overcast and/or raining.
I had no idea that that jasmine plant, when it grew to its full potential, could grow to eight or twelve feet high.
Here, jasmine bushes (or trees? probably bushes) grow wild. And they’re everywhere. Drive in any direction for five minutes and you’ll pass probably dozens of jasmine bushes.
I’m more than happy to have a white jasmine bush in our front yard, and a purple/pink jasmine variant in our side yard. Unfortunately, the purple/pink jasmine hasn’t bloomed since the papaya mealybug attacked it. Perhaps I need to prune it again?
2 thoughts on “Jasmine Blooming”
Wild jasmine must feel truly appreciating.
Do you make tea with this jasmine?
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You know, I love jasmine. 🙂 I love looking at it, I love smelling it. 🙂
And I have no idea why I have not made tea with it. I think I need to pick some flowers tomorrow… 🙂