“Did you ever sleep in a field of orange-trees in bloom? The air which one inhales deliciously is a quintessence of perfumes. This powerful and sweet smell, as savoury as a sweetmeat, seems to penetrate one, to impregnate, to intoxicate, to induce languor, to bring about a dreamy and somnolent torpor. It is like opium prepared by fairy hands and not by chemists.”
I love this quote by Guy de Maupassant, one of France's most popular authors.
He is considered one of the fathers of the modern short story, but it's his ability to capture the extraordinary magic of the fragrance of an orange blossom and its fruit that captivates me over and over.
My memoir, which is now available for pre-order on Amazon, is full of the enchantment of living in an orange grove.
And yes, we did sleep in a field of orange trees in bloom.
Every time I read one of your posts. I learn a new word. That probably says something terrible about me but, I love it.
I never was in an orange tree but as a child I used to climb my grandmother’s peach tree. We would sit up there and eat peaches with the juices dripping down our arms. We were a sticky mess but oh so happy. That is a smell and a feeling I will never forget.
Keep up your inspiring work.
I ordered it. I’m so proud of you! Can’t wait to read it and then buy more from Warwicks for friends. LO
love the quote , must get out my poetry book, I recall from High School.
From scent to taste , still pleasurable to see. MP