One of my favourite parts of the day, is sitting at the train station in the afternoon. Even when I miss the train and have to wait for the next one I know I will enjoy it. The reason is the fence smothered with jasmine flowers. The breeze blows that sweet scent all through the station
Mmm, jasmine. I have jasmine essential oil in a tiny brown bottle in my bathroom. I only remember encountering it growing once...night blooming jasmine in a botanical garden in Valencia, Spain. I couldn't stop smelling it, drawing in one deep breath after another.
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