Picking Satsumas in New Orleans

                                            Our friends lived next door to a satsuma tree.  

                                          That one tree brought joy on Saturday mornings. 

                                                                   Up and down the ladder, children climbed.  

                                                                                                                              Stretching.  Grasping.  Tossing.

It was an embarrassment of riches by the time they were done.

                                                                   Then on to the kumquats.

My thanks to David Carol and Ashly Stohl for including this on the Curated Fridge this spring.  

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