Oranges, Oranges Everywhere

As M and I walked up to the middle of Mora to pay for the gas bottle Manuel had delivered, an orange rolled down the street towards us - it went in the rucksack for juice tomorrow, and we carried on past these trees. Am pretty sure the last time I walked up here, there was blossom on them. Never ceases to amaze me how many oranges are left to rot on the ground - and how many folk buy juice in cartons - what is that about??

A highlight of today was seeing "Mr Rabbit", and being invited to look round his quinta - just stunning, and we came away laden with produce - he does everything organically. My favourite photo was him with his onions, but not sure he'd want his photo on here, so you get the orange-lined street...