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Mar 2013
Round, the kumquats grow
Sharp-leaved,Β Β they green the sky
The gate opens wide
I had never had a kumquat until I went traveling around Croatia and this forager-type guy picked them off the tree for me.  They were great.
Kate
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Kate  California
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