Blossom, dearie

Blossom, dearie

In the 1950s my mom served in the U.S. Air Force; she worked in Germany and even played on the women’s basketball team. I remember her talking about visiting friends who lived in citrus country and being overwhelmed by the scent of orange blossoms — something as exotic as tropical flowers to someone born and raised in frigid Montana.

This morning I got up a little earlier than usual, picked a zip-lock bag’s worth of blossoms off our 110 orange trees, and overnighted them to my mom so she can enjoy an olfactory blast from the past.

WHAT SAM WORE: 3-12-12
The shirt: Light denim button-down from J. Crew.
The tie: Orange-print silk tie from J. Crew. (Yes, I dressed around the blog post. I admit it.)
The pants: Dark-wash slim-fit jeans from Uniqlo, New York.
The shoes: Loafers by Rockport, from Last Chance.

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