Oh, how I was looking forward to it: Night Scented Jasmine!! A dark promise of whispered secrets.
What is it? Just before dozing off, the jasmine flickers around accompanied by its adolescent friends gardenia and daffodil, stumbles a bit through the underbrush, gets briefly dusted by some iris, and then simply lies down to sleep.
The scent is lovely, but so fleeting. What a shame.