I know I’ve already showed these this fall, but these flowers are lovely to look at and wonderful to sniff. Floral, rich, lush—that kind of scent-iment.
Autumn is also the season of ginkgo output. The leaves are…tame, but the fruits are nasty-scented—the better to attract a critter to take them away from the foot of the mom-tree. However, ginkgo reproductive success is not my responsibility.
Soon, F will return and vacuum up more of these odor-bombs; he’s a saint for doing this chore, which the lovely D cannot do as she is allergic to the ginkgo sap. And to think that some Asian folk make jellies and the like from the fruits. Such are the complexities of plant chemistry.