Time was, when people talked about their gardens, I'd go into screensaver mode. Gardens didn't excite me. What possible enjoyment could you get from watching grass grow?
Times have changed. My garden is my haven. It's lush and green and often produces things we can eat. I get very excited about it now and probably bore a lot of people talking about it.
This picture makes me very happy. The smell of jasmine reminds me of my childhood. On the way to school, we used to walk past a garden that had a jasmine bush and around September, the smell of it would reach us long before we even got to that garden. I'd pick a few flowers and have them on my desk to cheer me up.
I'd tried for years (granted, half-heartedly) to grow jasmine, but never quite succeeded. The jasmine bush in this picture has taken off and is thriving right next to my front door. On sunny, calm days, we can leave the door open and the smell drifts through the house. Very happy-making.