Orange Comfort

MY BELOVED IS gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices,

to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Song of Solomon 6:2

I am missing someplace and the special people who are there, rather badly. For comfort, I sought the tranquility of a nearby plant nursery.

This lovely shrubby Orange Jasmine tree with its dense crown of dark, glossy pear-shaped leaflets and heavily fragrant flowers was simply begging to be noticed.

Murraya Paniculata

It was difficult to walk within 10 feet of this plant in flower and not be seduced by the enticing fragrance of the small orange-like blossoms, like the bees are. Likewise, birds will find the bright, decorative, red berries that follow later, irresistable.

Oh, and on the way home, I also picked up some Orange Oreos which are of course, not flowers. But they are oddly, also comforting.