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The last of the loquats in our backyard, May 14, 2010.
After a delicious harvest season that lasted for almost two months, we finally had to say goodbye to the loquats in our back yard. Although there are a few shriveled fruits still hanging sadly from the tree, I had to convince my daughter Annabel that she could no longer eat her newly discovered favorite food. This is a hard thing to explain to a one year-old, especially when she can still see fruit taunting her as it dangles from the branches over her head. Luckily, the fruit has stopped falling to the ground and she can't climb trees yet, so we're pretty much over the hump. But I'm looking forward to the arrival of zucchini season. I have a feeling zucchini bread will make a nice consolation prize.