The tree is just as my height but it's becoming heavy with a dozen of fruits that are yet smaller than my fist. Soon I need to brace its branches with sticks to hold the fruits. For now, I'm enjoying its buds and red-orange blossoms.
Loved that expectant feeling and of anticipation!
Faith sees a beautiful blossom in a bulb,
a lovely garden in a seed,
and a giant oak in an acorn.
-William Arthur Ward