It’s a drizzly grey morning here on the Wet Coast of BC. and I was so drowsy that I took a sloshing cup of coffee in the car with me while I dropped the kids at school. When I got back home, I was muttering to myself about the dreary weather as I snuck toward the back of my house (I was wearing my pink pajama bottoms under my coat and didn’t want ANYONE to see me…that’s the way I roll). As I walked through the garden gate, an amazing thing happened. A blanket of the most exquisite perfume enveloped me and made me stop in my tracks. Now I don’t know if it’s the rain that intensified the smell, but my honeysuckle vine’s scent was absolutely heavenly, and I stood there for a couple of minutes just drinking in the pure pleasure of that experience. Thank you, rain!!!!