The Fruit of My Youth

These are not your grocery store variety apricots, but those grown in Geneva, New York, U.S.A. from a family run orchard.

Called "Red Jackets," they are the result of over 40 years of cultivation.

I love apricots.

My grandmother used to grow them, and one of her former trees produced fruit until a few years ago.

Apricots are loved by Armenian people, and I am no exception.

Nothing reminds me more of my youth than this summer fruit.

Small, sweet, and juicy.