My mom has always been partial to Gardenias. We had the traditional larger Gardenia bush in our yard when I was growing up. There is a smaller variety that I see quite often now. It is a smaller plant with a smaller flower, but packs the same pungent, sweet smell.
There is something about a gardenia. For some reason, they make me think of crisply ironed linen and straw hats, homemade lemonade in a sweaty, tall glass and sandals. I picture them near a wooden rocking chair with a mosquito buzzing nearby….. or gnats!
This year, the flowers snuck up on me. It seems like we were still having chilly nights and then – bam! – all of the sudden the Gardenias were blooming. This summer seemed to come quickly to me.
So, I enjoy the Gardenia by sight and smell. They are a traditional southern favorite.
What is your favorite flower?