Mum wanted to pluck our first home-grown star fruit tonight and savour it. Luckily I stopped her in time or these photos will not make it to the blog.
Baby sis was the one who came up with the idea of growing the star fruit when she was Primary 5. That was a good 6 years back. Despite several attempts to stunt the plant's growth by cutting it (it grows very quickly!), it remained strong and resilient. Flowers started to bloom and the very first fruit was produced. Several others came along, but along the way, they shrivelled and dropped off.
She was the only one who hung on, tall and proud, remaining a cut above the rest.
The time will come for her to leave her birthplace.
I foresee the harvesting to be done tomorrow. The fruit of labour will end up on my dessert plate.