Smell the Flowers

The weather is absolutely beautiful again today: sunny, warm, near 80 and breezy. I awoke at six this morning thinking that today I would like to smell some flowers. It took me half the day, but I finally went out to the porch, from where I can smell the tea olive (does that thing ever stop blooming?) while I wrote two more pages on the new story. Then I went out to photograph the camellias, which unlike any camellia I had ever known, have a scent that reminds me of my great grandmother who grew camellias.
It should turn cold again by Saturday. I'm glad I'm headed for the Caribbean. Unless I could have some serious winter (like a snowstorm in Lednice), I would be perfectly content with this constant Spring, with or without the flowers.