Jasmine is in the air.
My heart always leaps when I smell the first scent of jasmine for the year. It promises long summer days and warm evenings in the sea, and salads and fruit and sitting outdoors with friends.
So with the storm now passed and waking to a fine day I was inspired to get into the garden. Between my awesome new job, the battle with bandicoots and general winter hibernation, my herbs have been quite neglected. The only thing that’s really survived the cold months was the lemongrass, which I chopped back today to dry and use as tea. But I bought some parsley and a few pots of colour from the market which will start to revive my little garden.
Later James and I headed down to the harbour for a picnic lunch and a lazy hour and a half soaking up the sun.