The smell of summer...

One of the things I miss about CA is the smell of jasmine and gardenia in the air all summer. When we were there last weekend, I spent the whole time inhaling. Imagine my surprise today as I made my requisite suburbanite Saturday Costco run and found myself inhaling jasmine as I passed the pallets of gigantic televisions all showing the newest National Treasure DVD. Well, needless to say, I am now the proud owner of a Star Jasmine vine that I know will not make it through a UT winter. I just plan to inhale it all summer until it freezes in October.

It has been a plant week. I bought some annuals at an insane State Gov surplus plant sale. It was cold and rainy and hundreds of people were lined up to rush in at the 9am gate opening and grab flats of cheap plants. The competition was intense. I actually had to steal one of mine back from the woman who stole it from me.

I also picked up my very cool, very large porch containers from the nursery that planted them for me. They looked amazing-but not amazing enough to distract Kevin from his shock and dismay that I had paid someone to plant them for me. He gave me such a hard time that I dreamt that all the plants had died overnight. Nice.
I spent a long day today planting my annuals, my Star Jasmine, and my vegetable garden. Leith is super excited about corn on the 'hob'- I can't convince him to say cob-and about the white and orange pumpkins we planted.
Interestingly, my day of gardening was blissfully free of teen drama. They stay far away when yard work is happening.