June 12, 2017
Vieques, Puerto Rico
Remember when you were in grade school and everyone wanted to know things like:
“What’s your favorite color?”
“What’s your favorite song?”
“What’s your favorite fruit?”
Well never, ever did I answer number 3 with “Mango!” In fact, growing up in Dallas, I can’t remember eating mangos or even seeing them in the grocery stores. Mangos were just not on my radar.
That completely changed when we arrived here on Vieques. We are up to our earlobes in this heavenly fruit and I think my mouth and hands are becoming permanently stained orange. John swears that his sweat smells “mango-ey.”
So here’s a few really cool things that I’ve learned that you may or may not know about this luscious fruit:
Now, here’s a few not so cool things we’ve learned as mango farmers:
One day I was helping John with mango collection and a bee showed me that she didn’t want to share. A stinging and throbbing shoulder helped me to understand that island flying critters are serious about their fruits.
When it comes to raking, we are not rookies. Back many moons ago, we owned a house with 63 huge oaks trees. One fall we raked 106 black garbage bags full of leaves. (yes, we counted) But that was only in the fall.
We’ve learned that mango trees drop their leaves all year long, even after the “season” is over.
Now, I’m afraid to prune because I’m highly allergic to poison ivy and I’m scared of the sap.
I’m also scared to pick mangos off the trees because I don’t want to experience a rerun of the bee guards showing me who is boss.
So John has assigned me to raking, because there is not much else, other than eating them, for me to do as a mango farmer.
Also, I’m kind of good at the raking thing.
I do it with the style and grace of a dancer…just me and my rake…doing the mango tango. Scrumptious!
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