My orange juice comes in a jug from the folks at Tropicana. But occasionally I’ll find myself in close proximately to an orange seed. Maybe Jo had sliced an orange to go in a fruit salad (who knows). Anyway, at moments like these, I have this compulsion to dig a hole, drop the seed in, dump some soil back on it, and see what transpires.
Voila!
Aah, the wonders of Mother Nature.
And it just gets better and better… ‘till finally… ta-da!
A plant that truly makes a statement in its neighborhood. And…
REAL FRUIT! Just like Tropicana!!
BUT!!!…
WHO SHRUNK MY ORANGE CROP??????
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