Tag Archives: Ripe Oranges

Orange Tree – Lemon Tree – Inverted White Bucket Hanging Like a Lampshade – and – What I Thought Was a Power Line or Pipe Extending Over the Orange Tree – Steve Explained Strange Objects while Carol Ann Sampled an Orange –

Coming originally from the northern part of the Midwest, I had never seen an orange or a lemon tree. Many years later in another chapter of my life I lived in Florida, and there were orange and lemon groves, but I didn’t have a fruit tree … Continue reading

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