Performing nightly

The jasmines are back in full force, though here, in the afternoon rain, there's no hint of their real power.

They just look like thousands of tiny white trumpets (click the picture to see), and they don't smell like anything but rain.

Stop by again about 8 tonight. They're almost invisible in the dark, but sight isn't the sense they overwhelm. Their wall of sweet perfume carpets the place to the middle of the street.