New Dawn

This lovely thing is at my front gate. I often stop to smell it as I come and go. It , has for me an instantly recognisable smell, perhaps we had it in a garden when I was a child, I image that's why I grow it , though am no longer sure. Having watered and fed it diligantly it's now rewarding me with lots of 2nd blooms.
I'm reading 'The garden of evening mists' by Tan Twan Eng. A front piece says : " There is a Goddess of Memory, but none of Forgetting . Yet there should be, as they are twin sisters, twin powers, and walk on either side of us.