I was just remembering a time in my life when I got to go out to San Diego and stay at this very posh resort. It’s a long story how it happened suffice it to say that we are not dating anymore. (Thankfully) Now, this resort had a very elegant feel and vibe to it. The outside had many different types of flowers all over the place. It was so lovely to walk around and just feel the warmth of the sun on your skin and smell and view the flowers.
I should explain my nose has been broken a few times. I've either had it broken for me or accidentally done it myself, so sometimes I smell things and sometimes I don't. Once in awhile I smell what everyone else does but usually if I’m in a smelling phase it’s only about ½ of what everyone else does.
While this nameless person and I were walking around the grounds of the resort we walked past some Jasmine in bloom. The tiny white flower with a gentle intoxicating scent. It’s seductive and makes all of the skin on your body align with the skin of your friend and the two of you align with the Earth and the Universe. The first time you smell Jasmine is the day or night you know Magic exists. It's a plant that travels with you into a new realm.
If that weren’t enough on the other side of the stone path we were standing on was a smallish orange tree in full bloom. The prettiest little white and white-orange flowers polka dotting green almond shaped leaves. Broadcasting, through a sweet scent, to pollinators all over the garden about reproduction and life.
The flowers from an Orange tree are very similar to the jasmine ones, and have a similar kind of intoxicating power to them the scent though is much different. Imagine an orange powder sugar smelling flower pretty, dainty, white and sometimes orange white and you'll about have it. This is what you will smell if you stick your nose into it, but if you stand in the pathway (as I did) between these two giant olfactory generators and they mingle your life will never be the same.
The jasmine on the right will transport you it will pick you out of yourself and the orange will choose the place. Be warned the orange is way more powerful it can and will overpower the smell of the jasmine, but if you are in the perfect spot you will never ever forget it.
And I have not.
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