A few days off and fresh orange juice

My homestay was so awesome. A former Wycliffe missionary. She served with her husband. And she has an orange tree in her front yard. So this morning she let us pick oranges and take fresh juice with us to the show. So Vicky and I squeezed a half-gallon ourselves. It was so good. I hate pulp. But in fresh juice it isn't a problem. It was yummy.

I can tell I'm tired. I'm typing about juice.