I was taking some veggie scraps out to the worm farm when a flash of yellow caught my eye. It was at the bottom of the lime tree. I bent down and picked up a bright yellow lime! It was fine, not rotten at all. I’ve no idea how/when/where it ripened; I was convinced that all the limes fell off the tree and that nothing grew. I brought it inside and gloated.
Then I grabbed the lemon that I picked last week and decided to make lemon/lime butter with our own eggs and our own fruit!!! If only we had some sugar cane and a cow I could’ve made it from all of our own ingredients. Still, I think we didn’t do too badly.
8 minutes in the thermomix and it was all done. Evan15 was helping me and as the thermomix was doing its thing we watched little Molly crawl on top of the basket of clean washing that was dumped in the kitchen.
Tom20 came into the room and said to her, “Oi! Get off the washing!”
“Leave her be,” I said. “If your mouth was hurting you’d want to climb into a pile of washing for comfort too.”
Evan15 laughed. “Yes, I can just see Tom20….. ‘My mouth hurts. I’ll just crawl into here. It smells of my family and soap….’ ”
Look at her little face…