I got ambushed by a powerful fragrance while busting out of the cabin for an early evening walk around the neighborhood. It was cloyingly sweet.
Though the mid-April cool snap dampened the smell of my banana shrub, which my grandmother called Magnolia fuscata but has now been renamed Michelia figo, it’s still the best month for those of us who love the waftings from Magnolia, honeysuckle and star or confederate jasmine.
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