Into The White

|Rosa sp.|Stephanotis floribunda|Gardenia jasminoides|Upcycled glass bottles|
|Rosa sp.|Stephanotis floribunda|Gardenia jasminoides|Upcycled glass bottles|

So the other day I woke up really early and was feeling kinda 'meh' about things.   So I dragged myself outside before the sun was up and watered the garden.  Watering the garden is one of the most meditative things for me.  I focus intently on the plants and kinda zone out of everything else. It puts me in a draizy (my version of dreamy + hazy) state of mind that relaxes me.  While I was watering a few flowers caught my eye.

|White Rose|

|White Rose|

A white rose had bloomed.  A leftover from the late owner who lived in my new house previously for 50 years.  Now, I have to tell you I'm not a big fan when it comes to roses.  My issue...they've been so overbred that none of them smell anymore.  Also, most roses I encounter have flowers that look great for a moment but then become these overblown garish monstrousities that I don't find the least bit attractive.  Well, on this quiet morning I decided to check this rose out.  When I went to smell it to see if there was any scent I was pleasantly surprised.  The scent was old school amazing!  Not overpowering, a bit peppery, and very intoxicating.

|Stephanotis Bloom|

|Stephanotis Bloom|

Behind the white rose is my stash of Stephanotis floribunda vines.  They're currently blooming their little butts off.  I LOVE this vine.  The scent reminds me of Hawai'i.  It conjures up waterfalls, strawberry coladas, and the feel of the ocean breeze.  It all sounds cliché but it's true.

|Gardenia blossom|

|Gardenia blossom|

Another leftover from the previous owner is a good sized Gardenia jasminoides bush.  Some people either like or hate their scent.  I, for one, love it.  There's something so nostalgically cool about gardenias to me.  Their tropical perfume is probably one of the first flower smells I remember.  It washes over me and makes me ponder for a first class ticket to some tropical island that Robin Leach would go on about during an episode of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.  

Seeing all of these amazing smelling flowers in bloom made me want to be in their presence all day.  They had a relaxing quality about them, they were beautiful, and the scent was, in my mind, some aromatherapy I needed to kick my mood up a few notches to all good.  I took some cuttings, gathered some cool assorted found bottles I had laying around, and made myself a little shrine to the day that I put on the credenza in my workspace of the moment.  This was my gift to myself for the day.  It's what I call self-care; something we don't do enough for ourselves.