Hanging my washing on the line, as most Sundays go, I saw how our orchard had flourished! The unusually freshly cut lawn encouraged me to seek the fruits (not of our labour) for taste testing.
Before now, venturing away from the concrete beneath the clothes line has been a daunting prospect as our lawn has been getting increasingly jungle- like. And my imagination holds me to believe it was the home of snakes and such species.
This prospect no longer an issue, I got my ikea container and took to the mandarin tree with kitchen sheers. Then I found we also have an orange tree and began to prune that tree of its fruits too! I also stole mandarins off the part of the neighbours tree that is hanging over our fence because they weren’t so hard to reach for a smallish person.
I’m quite in awe of this whole fruit-tree-in-my-backyard situation. I can go out there at any time and pick fresh fruit and gobble it. For free! Far out brussell sprout that’s super cool!