the annual grapefruit

This year's grapefruit shipment from my dad in Florida. I really do enjoy it. Grapefruit is so perfect for this time of year because after a glut of rich savories and sweets, it's about the only thing that sounds right to eat. And, it's like part food and part beverage.

Any time I eat grapefruit during November and December, I think of my Grammy Lib telling my sisters and me about what a treat an orange was when she was a little girl, and how very special it was to get one because they had to come up to New England on a train. My sisters and I thought it was funny that she scraped the entire inside of a grapefruit rind clean. Being grown, I get it now, and I tell Eva about oranges on trains and about how getting all kinds of tropical fruit at the grocery all the time is a relatively new thing.

I'm still knitting, and being very thoughtful about it. I'm not the only one, check Beki and Kristin, although knitting makes that latter friend-o-mine more wordy rather than less. Different strokes, you know. February Lady is about to get moved to the back burner in favor of Holiday Knitting. It's that time of year.