We are busy picking oranges as they are very ripe right now and we don't want them to go to waste. If you lived near me, I would tell you to grab a bag and get picking so you could take a bag home.
This entire area was once all orange groves. When my parents moved to Covina in the 1950s, my mom said you could smell the blossoms in the air this time of year. Well, I can smell the blossoms as my trees are bursting forth and there is nothing like the heady scent of orange blossom. I love to open my windows and left the fragrance in.
This is an old postcard and that is the valley I live in now with Mount Baldy in the background. It is actually snow covered right now.
This entire area was full of packing plants and they all had beautiful packing labels that were literally works of art.
The girls and I are making orange juice today. It is like drinking liquid sunshine.