Many, many years ago... can't remember exactly how long, but most likely before our firstborn... a friend from church gave us a sad little root-bound shrub that her nursery-owning father was going to throw out.
She told us it was called a Glory Bower.
We kept expecting it to die. But it grew, slowly but surely, and now is taking leaps and bounds each Spring.
We never did much research on it, just waited to see what it would do.
A few years ago, it put out its first blooms, pretty little white pods that opened into fragrant starburst blooms.
That was the year we noticed that the leaves smell like Peanut Butter.
And this year we spotted something new.
It took a long time, but this fabulous shrub is certainly living up to its name.
Read more about it here.