I sad confession, we've had some sort of mini orange tree in our back yard for three years and this is the first year I actually got around to picking the fruit off of it. Phew, glad I got that off my chest. What made this harvest even sweeter, besides being the first we've had, is that I had the cutest little helper one could ask for. She even volunteered to manage the quality assurance.
Claire was not certain she enjoyed the bitterness of eating the orange through the rind, but she was committed to her own style. She was very distrusting of a peeled section of orange that I offered her. Claire touched it to her lips once and quickly decided that I wasn't doing it right.
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