A bitter afternoon.

I spent the afternoon at my parents house making bitter orange marmalade, because it's that time of year again.



Dad cut up lots of seville and ruby navel oranges, and I took lots of photos and drank coffee.











I love this photo. They're all standing, waiting patiently to have their photo taken, but Dad decided that everyone should hold an orange, to emphasis the whole point of the afternoon. Caitlin and Arki look so skeptical, the way teenagers do.