Mangos

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Or is it spelled mangoes? Never sure. All I know is, a few years back when I visited St. Thomas with Margaret, her brother’s house had a mango tree behind it. Every morning, we would take our coffee out on to the porch and pull a mango off the tree for breakfast. So heavenly.

It’s snowing AGAIN today in NYC, and I am so happy to think that somewhere in this world, someone is sitting in the sun, grabbing a mango off a tree for breakfast. Even though sadly, it’s not me, it makes me hopeful to know that such climates still exist. So until the streets are thawed and the birds are singing again, I will sit in my apartment, dreaming of mangoes (mangos?) and lacing up my winter boots.

Drawing in watercolor and caran d’ache crayon, with colored pencil, posted by Veronica

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