Long ago, it's believed that my Grandpa planted a little orange tree. He took care of it and enjoyed eating the produce of this tree whenever it gave it's full bloom.
Well, what grandpa planted, we watered and God has given the increase this year.
(Reminds me of 1 Corinthians 3:6 in how we all are used in the planting of God's gospels in the heart of people, some plant, some water, but God gives the increase.)
From gramps to granddaughter to great grand children the fruit of his labor continues to reap benefits for our family. What a yummy legacy!!!
Here is a step by step blog on our fresh squeezed experience.
It all started with an Orange staring at me everyday through my kitchen window. I couldn't escape the gaze, stare down, peering look he gave me everyday. He was calling to me, and I had to answer.