This time we actually harvested something, unlike our apple, pumpkin, and orange “picking” which was actually more “picking up.”
My parents’ neighbors were out of town and offered up the fruits of their sweet-smelling Meyer lemon tree.
This is why people like these southern places, right? It’s December and we’re wearing shorts and picking lemons and drinking fresh citron presses in the sunshine on the trampoline. Eloise napped through it.