Once again, poor old me is pining for the homeland and the fruit of her dreams. Every one who calls me from India, tells me, “oh aunty, wish you were here. This season, the mangoes are so good!” What the heck! Why do they have to sprinkle salt on my wounds?
But, I am happy today. I have been happy for a week. My sister sent me a box of mangoes from Florida. OMG! I am so excited. I have already eaten several!
The garden is full of flowers and vegetables. This year I was able to grow the oriental eggplants. They are so good. I get bunches of them at a time, just like cluster beans. The other eggplants are also in abundance, so are the chili peppers.
The tomatoes are beginning to ripen, but I think the beans are almost done. I got a good crop of them.
The giant hibiscus and the roses keep blooming. All is well in my garden, it seems.