This morning I ate an orange for breakfast; well, not just an orange but I had one for 'dessert.' Lucky Charms were the main course. Anyway, the orange was oh, so delicious! What made it so delicious, you ask? It was from the tree of somebody's garden. Garden fresh from the paternal grandmother of my nieces and nephew. Just as utterly scrumptious as the oranges from one of my aunt's trees. Twice as juicy and twice as sweet as the oranges bought from the grocery store. Heck, even the pulp goes down easier. Reminds me of the tomatoes that one of my sisters grows - they are so much better than the ones that are store bought, it's as if they are different vegetables/fruits altogether.
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