The month of May in Taormina was a season of breathtaking, sensory magic. The ancient limestone cliffs of Castello di San Corvo were draped in wild cascades of violet bougainvillea, golden broom flowers, and sweet, intoxicating white jasmine. In the private lemon groves within the castle walls, the morning dew clung to the glossy leaves, evaporating into the warm Mediterranean air with a sharp, refreshing perfume that filled the corridors.…
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