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Christmas fruits

We are heading to the beach soon. Too fill in until then I'm going to show you some shots from a trip that we took to the Southern Highlands this time last year.

At this time of year the yummiest fruit is available from the roadside stalls -- mangos, apricots, peaches but best of all cherries. We bought a box.


  1. Umm ... these be big cherries !

    I am led to believe that the cherries are about to dry up because of the floods.

    Hope not ...

  2. Julie is right I have a friend who recently visited his mum in Young and he said all the cherry orchards had been wiped out with storms.
    I would love to get my hands on real fresh fruit. We have to go miles to find a farmer's market.

  3. this is bright treasures here!!

  4. I'm hanging out for some summer fruit.
    Black juicy cherries, ice-cold watermelon, fragrant rockmelons and luscious mangoes.
    But they haven't reached the shops yet!
    (I planted some rockmelon and watermelon seeds last week - just in case the floods keep those away from us as well - and next winter I'm going to plant a cherry tree!)

  5. There are plenty of cherries available from the roadside stalls at the moment but the price is high. I got some on the weekend. Local NSW cherries usually do dry up by Christmas though they were late this year. Anything after Christmas usually comes in from the south.

    Good plan Lettie. I think I may plant some fruit trees on the block.

    JM I love the smell of mango but rarely eat it. My husband loves them.

  6. 'The Block' ... come on, come on!! Youse can do better than that!

    HOw can you blog about The Block? At least Lettie has 'Pendlebury Hill' ...

  7. Give me a break ... I will think of a name before I start blogging but I fear it will not have the same class as Pendlebury Hill.

  8. Oh, i envy the mangoes. But, strawberries are in season again here, so I can't really complain.


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