Disclaimer: Not Instructive Today, Just Gloating

One of my favorite times of year is now, not just because we are celebrating Thanksgiving and the December holidays, but also because . . . drumroll please . . . our satsuma tree comes ripe.

Now everyone has enjoyed a tangerine or two no doubt, but until I had a satsuma tangerine, I wasn't fully living. Originally from Japan (duh!) they have been widely grown in the US for decades. They taste better than any other tangerine, but their greatest claim to fame is being seedless.

When we remodeled and landscaped our home in the late 90s, Keith planted a satsuma in the front walkway area, and it nicely screens our dining room window from the street. But even better, for six months we get to watch first blossoms and then tiny green balls, and gradually greeny-orange fruit grow to full size, bright orange color, and loose looking skin. The anticipation is excruciating!

And this year we have a huge crop!

A satsuma is a taste of paradise.

Wonder if that was the tree God told Eve not to touch.

Keith calls sections of a satsuma "Vitamin C pills." And the white part is actually supposed to be quite good for you, and is not bitter like with some citrus fruits.

PS: I am not divulging my address. And just so's you know, we have our shotgun handy. ;^)