Oranges

 Here's a picture of Janet not stealing an orange on the walk home the other day.  We're still trying to adjust to a very different climate, one that features palm trees and oranges and prickly pears (I'll tell that story soon) - as compared to evergreen and tons of snow.

Janet is mainly mugging for her husband here, and not actually swiping oranges. Plus, the orange is about a month shy of being ripe. And we're not even talking about the famous Sicilian blood orange, which won't ripen until mid-winter.