When we were little, we used to get welcomed by
the most unbelievably fresh citrusy scent from this pretty perky orange tree sitting by the main door of our home in mexico.
I also remember my mom and her electric "braun"orange squeezer with its peculiar noise early in the morning. It truly was the most glorious and freshest of them all.
Oranges in our culture are a synonym of health. A synonym of fresh starts. A gift from my mother in earth and in nature. For this we will remain forever attached to the delicious world of citrus and the fondest memories that it squirts in our minds.
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