the marmalade was unremarkable

January 5th, 2009

but pickin’ oranges in Great-Grandpa’s citrus groves was a real treat!

riding in the buggy on our way to the oranges
riding in buggy copy

There’s nothin’ like sun-kissed Florida oranges.  sunkissed orange

This slippery little fella was a lucky find.  My mom reached up to pick a tangerine and there he was!frog in tree

The trees were literally dripping with citrus.dripping oranges

"Now how do you open this thing?"charlotte with orange2

 

What’s the best part about eating oranges?charlotte eating orange

Spitting out the seeds!charlotte spitting bw 

They were so juicy, Annabelle ended up wearing much of hers.annabelle eating orange3

And of course, we were happy to stop and say hi to "Big" Grandpa. He comes across all gruff and intimidating, but he’s really just a big teddy bear. :)
  grandpa and charlotte panel

I think Annabelle’s favorite part was riding Grandma’s buggy. The breaks on it are out and it has the type of jerky ride that will leave you clinging to anything you can grab a hold of. It’s purple and turquoise with a leopard print steering wheel. Nothing could be more perfectly suited for my mother.

annabelle driving bw

We came home with a basket of oranges destined to become Christmas Marmalade for our closest friends and relatives. Not sure what went wrong, but it had a weird aftertaste and never quite thickened past the consistency of syrup. We deemed it un-giftable but I’m determined to have it all figured out by next year.

   orange on grey 70s

For now, I’m putting the oranges behind me and looking ahead to strawberry season. We got our first taste of the season’s local strawberries from the store yesterday and I’m hoping to take them to a u-pick farm in the coming weeks. Strawberry shortcake anyone?

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