Day 108 – Memories of a smell


This is such a dear memory of mine. It looks like an usual old dried flower, but actually it’s the way I tried to keep the memory of a beautiful smell, the unique aroma of the orange tree flower from Lisbon, Portugal, more exactly in Belem. I stole this flower while enjoying the amazing Pasteis de Nata. You can see some pictures from my trip to Lisbon, here > Lisbon photos.