61 degrees this morning when I woke up and took a stroll with my coffee. I often forget about the blood orange trees which grow down on a slope out of sight. They're loaded with fruit so I got out my shears and harvested a couple of bags.
They make a splendid glass of juice, a beautiful rosey orange color, slightly acidic and refreshing.
The plum tree is almost in full bloom and looking magnificent.
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