Events
Mangos! As our day blend together, this one will stand out: we had not one, but two new events. After our bike ride, I knocked on the door of the house where there is a mango tree in the front yard and mangos lying all over the ground. I wasn’t hopeful for a response because I’ve never seen anyone home, and a car is sitting, covered, in the carport. Surely, a snowbird happy to not be in Florida now that we led the nation in new coronavirus cases each day. But Vincent answered the door and told me I could take all the mango I wanted. The tree was from Jamaica, and he planted it when it was only 2 feet high. Now it’s huge, and covered with mangos. He warned me they were stringy. They look like the ones we had in Naples. He usually puts a wheelbarrow full of mangos by the street and invites all the neighbors to take as many as they like. This year he hasn’t felt up to it. I biked home for plastic bags and cleaned his yard. Tomorrow I’ll go back and offer to put out the wheelbarrow. ...