I grew up on, I guess you could call it a lychee nut farm. Every summer our lychee trees would bear this luscious reddish pink fruit and as a family we would pick the fruit and sell them. So this year would not have been complete if I would have missed out on the family tradition! This was my 4th of July weekend, and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
A few of these were picked.
A few of these were drank.
A few of these rolled in...
which were followed by a few of these.
And some of these were spotted in the night sky.
How was your long weekend?!
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