One of the advantages to a very slow paced life here in La Ceiba is the simple fact that there is time. Time to watch sunrises with a morning coffee, time to sit and watch drunken butterflies stagger by, time to simply wash your soul clean of all foolish stresses and nagging concerns that plague so many of us up north and sadly, even here.
One thing it also means is that I’ve got the time to wonder and explore and follow up on my little curiosities in life. My latest adventure was to wake one morning to the most delicious scent and following my nose, I opened the main door to the patio and soon made my discovery.
It was something light, delicate and mildly orange-citrus and I finally tracked it down to coming from the neighbours’ tree which just crests the patio wall. It’s covered with new clusters of tiny white flowers, bursting with gnats, flies and butterflies all feeding franticly and home to a number of my favourite little green lizards. It really reminded me of the smell of the mock orange from the house in Canada.
Dona Lucy, who takes quite a level of amusement with me and my wonderment, informed me that it was called “Lemonadia” as she noticed me hanging over the edge of the patio, snapping photos. As I kept repeating, “lemonadia, lemonadia, lemonadia” to myself (one to remember the name and secondly to pronounce it properly) she had another of her giggling episodes, shaking her head at this childlike middle aged woman who drifts through life at the top of her house.
One thing that I have noticed it that this tree seems to have a monthly cycle of new blossoms that last about 3 days is full effect, completely wither and fall over the next couple days, continues to produce shiny new leaves and then starts its blossoms all over again the following month.
One thing it also means is that I’ve got the time to wonder and explore and follow up on my little curiosities in life. My latest adventure was to wake one morning to the most delicious scent and following my nose, I opened the main door to the patio and soon made my discovery.
It was something light, delicate and mildly orange-citrus and I finally tracked it down to coming from the neighbours’ tree which just crests the patio wall. It’s covered with new clusters of tiny white flowers, bursting with gnats, flies and butterflies all feeding franticly and home to a number of my favourite little green lizards. It really reminded me of the smell of the mock orange from the house in Canada.
Dona Lucy, who takes quite a level of amusement with me and my wonderment, informed me that it was called “Lemonadia” as she noticed me hanging over the edge of the patio, snapping photos. As I kept repeating, “lemonadia, lemonadia, lemonadia” to myself (one to remember the name and secondly to pronounce it properly) she had another of her giggling episodes, shaking her head at this childlike middle aged woman who drifts through life at the top of her house.
One thing that I have noticed it that this tree seems to have a monthly cycle of new blossoms that last about 3 days is full effect, completely wither and fall over the next couple days, continues to produce shiny new leaves and then starts its blossoms all over again the following month.
Just one of the little things I’ve learned recently!
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