They say there are no seasons in L.A... (See my earlier post Fall in December for more on this.) Well, it's spring. The orange tree in our back yard is showing off blossoms and fruit at the same time, and nights are filled with the heavy, sweet fragrance of citrus trees. The other day I found some snowdrops in our front yard. Bright green and robust they have popped up out of nowhere, made their way through a thick layer of mulch. One of the previous house owners must have planted them years ago.
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I love the smell of citrus trees in bloom; one of my favorite smells.
This post and the one from the fall (so beautiful) tell me that those who say there are no seasons in L.A. (or Dallas, for that matter) are not paying attention.