On the border of our garden (which wasn’t a garden this year because we were too busy with the new campagna to plant anything), is a line of pomegranate trees. The land is terraced, so they’re not very easy to see down there on the slope, and to be honest, since they produced a grand total of two pomegranates last year, I wasn’t really paying attention to them.
Well P and I caught a glimpse of them early this morning, and they were absolutely *full* of melagrane!
I love pomegranates, or as we called them back in the Pennsylvania Coal Region, “Indian apples.” I actually didn’t know the fruits were one and the same until I learned about mythology and the story of Persephone in Hades. See, public school education works!
I’ve written about pomegranates before as the harbingers of the fall here in southern Italy — and indeed, the past few days have had a distinct autumnal chill in the air overnight . . . which means my loverly October is just around the corner. Yay!
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a bowl of seeds to chomp on to keep my antioxidants up.
How do you enjoy pomegranates?