This evening I could smell something mildly sweet. It was tropical. It wasn’t jasmine. It wasn’t gardenia. What the heck?
It’s my split leaf philodendron, for Pete’s sake. I’ve never seen this before. Well, I’m not counting watching Invasion of the Body Snatchers. This is really bizarro. Take a look and make of it what you will.
Okay. That’s enough.
You know, over at A Sonoma Garden a suggestion was made to make a bouquet each week for your home. I think I would win a prize if I brought this into the house and set the table.