We returned home last week from cold and rainy Chicago to the warm and bright California sunshine that we so love. As soon as we walked out of the airport and our noses hit the air outside, Levi declared, “It smells like California!” It was a wonderful visit, packed full of activity and visits with family and friends. I have been thinking so much about the idea of “home” over the past week and intend to write about it more in the next day or so. But for now…The first day back, the boys were anxious to be outside in the garden and backyard and so we started out our morning picking oranges off our tree. When we bought our house 4 yrs ago we were so excited to have an orange tree in our yard…it just seemed so Californian to us. The tree is amazingly abundant and right now it smells so utterly intoxicating of orange blossoms. (I’ve always said that I would bathe in the smell of this tree if I could.) The boys filled up their shirts with fruit and then headed to kitchen, declaring, “Let’s squeeze them!!” And so we did. I recently found this little electric juicer at the consignment store for $5 and was eager to put it to good use. The boys’ faces and fingers were covered in orange juice and so was the countertop. It is amazing how delicious freshly squeezed orange juice can be…so sweet and pure. Levi said it tasted like sunshine and when I asked Calvin what he thought of it, he just said, “It’s YUMMY!” Cheers to that! This little orange tree of ours sure is helping us create some beautiful and tasty memories.