I had to trim some lower branches off the orange tree.They were hanging to the ground, like little rat onramps to the orange superhighway.
So I have some not-ripe oranges. I don't know if they'll ripen in the basket. I don't know if they're early or late. Our tree is covered with blossoms as well as fruit. Is that how it's supposed to be? Seems like blossoms come first, then fruit. But this tree is out of whack, or at least in some other whack than that.
The clementine did not give fruit this past winter. However, right now it's absolutely snowy with blossoms, much earlier in the year than usual. Or later, depending what whack you're viewing from.
The bees don't care. They're gallivanting back and forth from one tree to the other, making sure our clementines have plenty of seeds and our sour oranges will one day be sweet.
Showing posts with label oranges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oranges. Show all posts
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Oranges
Our orange tree is full of ripe oranges, with new little green ones coming in and needing space. Being the kind of person who has trouble growing weeds, I don't question this. I just thank the universe and pick the oranges. These oranges are juicy and goo-ood. Two-syllable good.
Some people can take 'em or leave 'em.
Other people only leave 'em when they're interrupted by predato--uh, larger people. But it's okay. We have enough.
Some people can take 'em or leave 'em.
Other people only leave 'em when they're interrupted by predato--uh, larger people. But it's okay. We have enough.
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