Oranges...I was told they were what my father-in-law
received for a gift when he was a young boy. My
mother-in-law told me the other evening, that he was
a young lad when our country was coming out of the great depression,
and oranges were considered a treasure to be received.
Oranges...were a part of our simple celebration too,
on Christmas Eve morning.
They graced the center of the table during the breakfast...
...to being peeled into the kitchen trash can later in the morning. I can't tell you how this
sight pleased me when I walked into my kitchen later in the morning and found these two.
...with the final detailed peeling taking place on the living room sofa (yes, it was
a special occasion and I was okay with peeling oranges on my sofa). Who would have thought
that the sweet, little orange fruit would still be a favorite in our life today. Some things just
never go out of style:)
Just a little something from the celebration we had in our home the day before Christmas.
Were oranges a part of your celebration too?