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First sandals, then blackbirds and now the first azahar. . .

And it’s much earlier than last year. I was walking home from a class yesterday afternoon and when I turned a corner I was suddenly snapped out of my reverie; I closed my eyes, raised my face to the sky and inhaled deeply. Then I looked around and saw them – the first orange blossoms of the year.

It always takes me by surprise and always fills me with joy.