I imagine myself a bit like the characters in those movies based on Jane Austen novels. Casually skipping along, plucking a piece of fruit from the tree as I giggle and my young, Hugh Grant-like beau grabs my hat and runs off laughing as a take a big bite of my newly plucked fruit before casually throwing it on the ground and running after him because, hey, there is a ton of this fruit around here.
Except, I guess one can't eat mangoes like apples....and I'm no Victorian sweetheart, but still - one can let the mind wander with all this tropical fruit around. I hear something similar happened to the Conquistadors.







gorgeous! I'm not sure I've ever noticed a mango tree...love how they hang down. Enjoy some for us!
ReplyDeleteWow. They're just begging to be picked.
ReplyDeleteFor a second there, I thought that first shot was of the bottom of a breakfast taco, from underneath a glass table. See what I mean?
ReplyDelete--Matt