When I see this satsuma tree blooming in our back yard, it reminds me of my Grandpa.
He has been gone qiute awhile but I still have fond memories of helping him pick fruit which he sold on the roadside in front of their home on state road 13 in Mandarin.
We couldn't visit him and Grandma during fruit season without taking home several bushels of fruit.
There was no way we could use all of it. Our neighbors enjoyed what we didn't use.