An Orange Walk Home from School

Five o’clock. Time to collect Anaïs from nursery school. Off to the shops first, walking along a street planted with Seville orange trees. The bitter fruits don’t tempt anybody to steal one for a snack. But I’m tempted by windfalls. We collect all we can find so that later, we can scrub them clean and make marmalade.

Up the hill, on the way back, here’s a street still with a few papery autumn leaves …

… and a house with a orange tree: sweet oranges this time, and ready to eat.

We turn left, and walk towards the sunset.

Then - finally – home at last …

For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday.

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Author: margaret21

I'm retired and live in North Yorkshire, where I walk , write, volunteer and travel as often as I can.

56 thoughts on “An Orange Walk Home from School”

  1. A lovely walk and at least you have sun. We had 5 days and 60 mm of rain. I could have done walks with Lotti, my friends dog but she became so drenched at age 18 we did not go far. How lovely to do the school walk among the street orange trees. We did collect some fallen ones once and the marmalade was good!

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  3. Which came first, the name of the colour or of the fruit? I have heard that in days gone by there was no name for the colour orange in English. Lovely pictures to brighten a January day.

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  10. A delightful walk, especially seeing those warm tones (and no doubt warmer air) during our cold snap here. Seeing the oranges reminds me of our visit to Seville, and also Faro 🙂

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  20. You look and sound so at home, Margaret. And you certainly chose a good time to leave Blighty.
    I really would not have been surprised if the wind had stolen my roof or the odd window last night. But all looks incredibly normal this morning. Probably not so good in more vulnerable areas.

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    1. We do feel at home here. This is a lovely community that they have found. And we are SO glad not to be in stormy old England just now. Glad that you at least are safe and sound.

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  21. What a beautiful post in both words and images. I love your story of the oranges. It reminds me of the wonderful orange trees we saw in Seville last spring. That’s the best thing–make marmelade. Perfect. I wish I could taste some. 🙂 🙂

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