Neroli

A hot air balloon was following me yesterday.

Citrus doesn't do spectacular here, but when the oranges bloom, it becomes clear that everything you were worried about was probably kind of silly.

Our downstairs neighbor is an Andalusian lady who is about 4 feet tall. She actually has to reach up to open the door. The other day she let us see her orange cat, who is roughly the same size as she is. His name is Bolito, though he is not -ito by any stretch. F suggested that she could ride him when she gets tired.

I was struggling up the hill during a humid day, doing the inverse of a time release air freshener, when I was handily passed by an older man wearing purple corduroys and Chuck Taylors. He bid me good day as he and his spotted dog left me in the dust.