Well, not really 30,000 pounds, although it sure does feel like it.
So far, I have removed 642 pounds of oranges from my orange tree. This is everything I can reach using a 4 foot, 6 foot and 8 foot step ladders AND a fruit picker on a 20 foot pole. I’m going to guess there are still 200 pounds of unreachable oranges on the tree.
If you haven’t seen an fruit picker before, here is a picture of one from the Ace Hardware site.
Unless I have no choice, I would rather pay a tiny bit more and buy from a local store (Ace Hardware in this case) instead of having to wait a few days for it (whatever “it” might be) to be shipped to me.
Also, it’s nice to be greeted (by name) by a human when I walk into a store instead of being greeted by OMM 0000 when I log into a website.
Back to the juicing operation.
I’ve asked ET (evil twin) if she would like some juice but I haven’t heard back from her yet. She “hates” oranges, but she likes orange juice (strange “girl”). Hopefully she has room in her freezer for a few 1/2 gallon jars of juice.
By the way, the title is a reference to the Harry Chapin song, 30,000 Pounds of Bananas. The song is somewhat whimsical. Not whimsical is the real life incident that inspired this song. On 18 March, 1965, Gene Sesky was driving a truck carrying 30,000 pounds of bananas to a warehouse in Scranton, Pa. While descending a short hill, the truck’s brakes failed. Sixteen people were injured and Mr Sesky was killed.