Angel's Trumpet Obsession

Our Angel's trumpet went berserk on us. It's an extraordinary effort for even this tree. After sunset, when the blossoms release an intoxicating perfume, one cannot walk outside without almost feeling assaulted by this foggy odor. The scent wafts through the house even with all windows and doors closed. Even if stifling, it is still pleasant.


Some comparison photos:

Ruthie's burden