I smell the flowers of the grapefruit tree every time I walk on 17th and Pearl. Sometimes I walk that way just so I can smell them. I know its a grapefruit tree because in the fall, I collected grapefruits from the branches, and wrote about that time in this blog. Otherwise I would not know what kind of tree I am smelling, only that its white flowers are my new favorite flowers. The blossoms don’t last long, a day, maybe three in a vase on the table. Amazing how such tiny flowers scent a whole room and cause me to stop and breath in deeply. Just when I was saying I am so tired of city sound and city smell.