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Fruitful

The much-needed cold snap was a bit colder than we expected, and although we covered up our two little citrus trees they took a bit of a hit from the hard freeze. Here's Mom's tree.

It may have killed Dad's orange tree, which is sad, but we'll plant another one if it dies.

On a happier note, we are finally harvesting the fruit now (technically the only orange, on the right, fell off the tree, but we don't care.)

Since my guy has been doing most of the gardening work I let him have the first grapefruit we picked.

It's so cool to be able to walk out and grab my breakfast off the tree. The rinds are on the thick side, and they're very seedy, but they taste delicious -- not too bitter, not too sweet -- just like the grapefruit I had as a kid. Thanks, Mom.

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nightsmusic said…
I think it looks delicious! We're always so used to the commercially grown, 'perfect' looking fruits. I hope dad's tree didn't die. You never know, but I hope not.

It's 18 here right now with a wind chill of zero. I should be out trimming my grape vines. I don't think so...
Maria Zannini said…
Ah, poor thing. Keep watering though. It might recover. You might want to prune it so it doesn't have to exert too much energy from healing. Mine have been awfully resilient despite neglect.

PS I sent you an email, but lately I've been ending up in people's spam filter, so look for me when you get a chance. LOL.

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