My heart is broken. The six (and only six) oranges left on the tree we planted last year are gone. We weren’t really expecting any the first year, so we were really excited when we had a ton of buds, then hundreds of tiny green oranges, which diminished slowly until eight were left. Two split and we removed them. And when I went to check the one that had started to turn yellow this morning, they were all gone. Even the ones in a bunch that I contrived a pvc-and-rag contraption to hold up since they were too heavy for the little orange tree branches.





