Thursday, July 25, 2013


Childhood memories are often overlaped by other latest sensations. They are almost forgotten, but one day a fragant smell perceived or some particullar thing suddenly seen take us back to those years.

It is in my case the odor of the Lady of the Night, Cestrum Nocturnum, and very specially when I notice the colorful explosion of Bougainvilleas.

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