I planted a jasmine bush in a big plant pot last summer, moved it in the fall so that it would climb up into some front garden bushes, and it seems (touch wood) to be doing wonderfully well. In general, our front yard drainage is so unreliable that it's safest to put things in pots: we have too much dying and wilting of rosemary bushes at the moment, and various other corners are, I'm coming to realize, not only shallow, but are like little hidden reservoirs - which when one largely plants drought-tolerant things is fatal. Best of all, here, is the jasmine's smell. Indeed, opening the window at night - it can't be this plant causing it, yet - the air is thick not just with jasmine scent, but with citrus blossom. Much though I miss being in New Mexico, springtime in LA is wonderful.
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