Fruit from My Mother’s Garden


In the mid-Atlantic region, I have heard of Italian men from the “old country” who nurture fig trees and carefully wrap them in burlap to help the fruit survive the winter ice and snow.If I recall, I had seen a full grown fig tree on Long Beach Island. But in Florida the figs flourish.


Calamansi is a citrus that is used in Philippine cuisine. To me, it is a cross between a tart lime and an orange. The above fruit is not ripe yet as they look like miniature oranges when ripe. They are used in soups and as garnish. Dapper G likes to mash them in drinks that he concocts.


This just shows a portion of the papaya stalk. A small tree can yield a lot of fruit. It’s an interesting plant to see when ripe as the fruit is attached to the stem of the tree.  I was forever buying papayas and coconuts to let my students taste them. I don’t know why people are afraid to try different foods especially fruit.

©Teresita Abad Doebley All rights reserved 2009-2011.

Quote of the Day for YOU: Experience is not what happens to a man.  It is what a man does with what happens to him.  ~Aldous Leonard Huxley, Texts and Pretexts, 1932


4 thoughts on “Fruit from My Mother’s Garden

  1. Wonderful pictures!! Living here in Colorado we don’t see real fresh citrus fruit. It is always trucked in (usually green) and never ripens properly. This causes my wife great distress because she really likes FRESH fruits and vegetables.

  2. Figs! Oh, that is an addiction. A friend has several fig tress in the back of her house. They never seem to be on the ground. Her children and husband eat them right from the tree.
    I do also, when no one is looking
    lovely pics—as always

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