We All Stand in A buffalo Stance...

Look what Himself has achieved this year. 

Four unidentified trees in the garden, and each year, we get almost a fruit... almost.. just when it gets to being identifiable, it falls of, it disappears, or the birds attack. 

This year, this has been produced.  I think there are others on this tree, but I am so blinded by the beauty of this one I can't remember.    One of the trees has nothing... two others have some more little things.  

Little, and not the same. (see extra). 

I take a photo of it each time I walk out the door, so scared I am that it might not be there the next time I pass.

Like Europe.