Monday, April 18, 2016

Tuscan Blood Oranges

M and I walked the west river trail this morning--little steers, a hay truck, the last of the trout lilies,
a cluster of bellworts.  And this afternoon Maya and I found blood oranges at WF, reminded me of the first time I saw them in a market in a village in Tuscany.  We squeezed a few of them for the wine red juice.  No fruit compares.

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