California Bounty
I always feel a bit of an East Coast rube when I come to California. Even though I am here quite a lot, I’m always blown away by what grows out here. This lemon tree is in front of Lynne’s house. (I think I’ve posted about it before.) Last night I went out and picked about 30, came in and squeezed ’em and put the juice in 5 different ice cube trays. She now has lemon juice for the next few months. We’ll try to carry on as many as we can on the flight home.
This morning we went down to San Juan Capistrano for brunch at The Ramos House Cafe. Amazing.
The Jacaranda trees are at the tail end of blooming, and the flowers are all over the place.
And I think this comes from what is called a fried egg plant. The white part of the flower is so delicate. And huge!
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When we first moved out to CA from the east coast, we thought the star map sellers were touting the night skies! Duh! We are better now.
I was told in Old Town San Diego years ago that last one was called a tortilla flower/tree. But you are right, it does look like a fried egg.
Born in California and lived there for many years but also lived in NYC. Now I am at Home, it the south of France!