On my recent road trip to Arizona and California I managed to bring back some fresh oranges and grapefruit.
In Arizona I picked oranges from my friends tree.
In Palm Springs I picked grapefruit. I had a chance to visit our old neighbors in Palm Springs and picked five big bags of grapefruit. It was a very surreal feeling to be standing under their trees picking grapefruit like I did for the ten years we lived there. It felt like I had never been away. It felt so natural. Their whole back yard is full of grapefruit and lemons trees. When we lived there I could pick as much as I wanted – and I did. I would juice it for my husband and I, and I would take bags to friends who wanted some. I would also take bags with me on Thursday nights to VillageFest where I would set up and sell my beadwork. Some of the vendors around me would take some and many of the tourists would take a few also. It was nice to be able to pass it on to people who would eat it. We had planted our own citrus trees in the first few years we lived there. We planted one orange tree, one grapefruit tree and one lemon tree. The lemon tree grew like a weed and was a heavy producer. The orange tree didn’t do well at all – probably because of where it was planted – we kept digging up car parts in that area of the yard. My husband is convinced that there was a a whole Chevy buried there, based on the parts we were finding. And the grapefruit tree was just starting to produce when we moved.
I also dropped by Monica’s Quilt and Bead Creations in La Quinta to see friends. One of my friends was teaching a class and she had brought in bags of tangerines and lemons – gosh, had to bring home a bag of those too. YUM!
It is so nice to squeeze the fruit I brought home and drink such a wonderful memory in a glass. I really miss the fresh citrus that I used to pick right over our fence, at the same time I am grateful that we were able to plant such a variety of fruit trees in our back yard here in Texas. When those trees get a few years older and start producing fruit I will have new fresh fruit memories that will help ease the sadness of the Palm Springs citrus that I am missing.
I filled the sink twice with all the rinds from all the juicing I did. The kitchen smelled wonderful. I am so glad I had the room in my truck to bring it all back with me.