Last year was a very poor year for mangoes. The rain came at the wrong time and we didn’t get a single mango off the tree (there were a few on the tree, but they got picked by people other than us before we could get to them). This year we have so many mangoes we are giving them away.
The black is from the sap and they are perfectly fine inside.
I did not grow up in the tropics, so I was really surprised to see that mangoes grew on really long stems like this.
I always thought they grew closer to the branch like apples…
It’s not just people who are enjoying the mangoes. The flying foxes leave evidence of their visits as well.
Unfortunately, I have confirmed that my severe allergic reaction last year was related to being in contact with the mango tree. I’ve been really careful, Gorgeous Man and Gorgeous Girl have done all the picking, and Gorgeous Man has dealt with all the peeling of the mangoes because I was being careful to avoid the sap. But it would seem that eating them causes a reaction as well. I woke up this morning with tiny blisters on my lips and looking like I’ve had a collagen injection and a few hives here and there. So no more mangoes for me.
We’ve frozen a lot for Gorgeous Man and Gorgeous Girl to enjoy once mango season is over.
One thing I wanted to do when we found out we were moving to Papua New Guinea was grow orchids. We’ve amassed quite a collection in the last 20 months.
This one is flowering at the moment.
I really like the curly petals.
I finished this shawl ages ago, but have delayed photographing it. I think one reason is because I’m so disappointed with it. I spun the yarn, got gauge, and followed the pattern, but it turned out tiny.
It’s Gorgeous Girl sized, and then only for a little while.