Making new friends is a very sweet thing indeed. I think the older you get the more you appreciate the relatively rare occurrence of meeting people in somewhat unforeseen scenarios and finding their company unexpectedly easy and effortless. It doesn’t happen very often, it never has really, at least not for me. It’s even sweeter when said friendships extend to letterbox drops of goodies such as bags of feijoas, homegrown tomatoes and most recently, a bag of the largest backyard lemons I’ve even seen (take note of the deceptively ‘perfect’ infiltrator in the ranks).
With winter just around the corner lemon season is approaching with great promise. There’s nothing I hate more than taking home a bag of store-bought lemons only to find you nearly dislocate your fingers trying to eek a meagre few dregs of juice from their dehydrated insides.
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