A Fruit Tree Fantasy

One of my favorite things about France was seeing so many fruit trees in gardens and hanging over sidewalks. I picked a fig from a tree that hung over the sidewalk, and we spied pears, these oranges in the photo above, and of course, lots of grapes. The markets, which happened Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays, were filled to overflowing with fresh produce that looked like it really was picked that morning from a farm around the corner.

When I was in college, I lived briefly in Los Angeles. While I was there, upon seeing lemon and lime trees growing in the neighbor’s garden, I made a declaration that one day, I’d have a fruit tree in my own garden. I’m starting to think my choices will be limited to apple or plum trees, but I’m still holding onto hope that one day I’ll have my own stash of something fruity growing in the back garden. I think it sounds luxurious and convenient. And warm!