If you live near my farm here in San Diego, you know exactly when November arrives. It is not the temperature drop, which is barely noticeable, but the perfume.
If you have walked through a San Diego farmers market between September and January, you have likely caught a whiff of something distinctive.
If I had a nickel for every time someone stopped by my farm stand here in San Diego asking to buy a “male” Feijoa tree to go with their “
If you live anywhere near the coastal foothills of San Diego, you know that specific time in late autumn when the air suddenly smells like a tropical perfume
Standing in my orchard here in San Diego just as the coastal fog burns off, I often find myself snacking before I even reach the kitchen.
Walking through my orchard in the rolling hills of San Diego, specifically just inland from the coast where the marine layer burns off by noon, the smell
The first time I walked past a blooming Feijoa bush in full flower, I thought someone was baking sugar cookies in the middle of my orchard.
Standing in my orchard here in San Diego, surrounded by the silver-green shimmer of *Acca sellowiana* trees, I often get asked the same questions by visitors.
If you have ever walked through a San Diego garden in late May and spotted a bush exploding with red and white fireworks, you have likely met the Feijoa.
There is a specific moment in late October, right when the Santa Ana winds start to die down here in San Diego, that my orchard smells like a perfume factory exploded.