'Tis the Season
Jasmine. No, not my very neglected guitar, silly—the trees. Or are they shrubs? The thing I love about San Francisco this time of year is the scent of Jasmine, ephemeral, fleeting yet lingering, the bearer of the good news that spring is on its way . . . soon. Though we're sick of the rain and gloomy skies, one whif is all that's needed to remind you of all the good things in your life, even if you don't think you need reminding.