Clementine Memories
Ever since I was little, I remember my dad and I waiting on pins and needles for clementine season. Besides endlessly snacking on them and loving how my fingers smelled afterwards, we had a habit of leaving a few peels behind on the table for the scent. I was always looking forwards to that refreshing smell, as the peels mixed with warm indoor air. Nowadays, I do exactly the same. I peel a few clementines and leave the peel behind for the rest of the day and I'm still surprised by that beautiful scent...xo