Fading already, we begin with the lilacs. The scent is gorgeous, so much so that when they first burst into bloom I bury my face in every lilac bush I encounter on my way to work! (Think "grandma's eau de toilette")
Hard on the lilac's heels are the summer phlox (?) a tall weed really, but the scent! My husband thinks its a bit cinammonny.
I could smell spirea all the way home from work today and I was riding my bike! It always takes me back to the yard I grew up in. This one is too close to the house and seems to be affecting the foundation so we may have to move it this year. Hope it survives!
This was Buster's favourite sleeping spot. The flowers don't smell but the leaves are lovely. It's catmint.
And what I always feel is a secret treasure, the lily-of-the-valley. Probably because I'm the only person in Ontario that isn't overrun with it! (Another classic granny perfume)
COMING SOON:
This one is just about to bloom, but the scent is in the leaves - sage! On a hot day, you can smell it as you brush by.
Finally, two little bouquets from the garden in a couple of milk-glass (probably fake) vases. (And an over-the-top flowered table cloth!)
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