This is our last grapefruit of the season. I suspect our Buddha laughed as it fell. The tree was really loaded this year; a bumper crop. And the fruit hung onto the tree for months beyond their normal falling; confused by the strange weather the seeds started sprouting their little "tales" inside the fruit.
We lost our orange tree to time and a pestilence just a short time ago. We must replant an orange tree; I do believe their juices have helped Puma recover from her cancer.