Sunny Sunday Victorian Box

When I first moved to Oakland, I noticed a pleasant sweet fragrance every time I left my apartment. I assumed it was one of the flowering shrubs lining the walk up to my door. It was only later I discovered that the smell was coming from the scrubby tree just outside my living room window. This time of year is when it seems to be the most fragrant, and when I smell it I remember those first weeks in California, living in my apartment with just a dog, a TV and an air mattress, while I waited a month for the movers to arrive: