Sarah Citrus Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Love that grit, that sneaky strength.

Civilians in Power

A bat got into our house through the attic door last year! Luckily a couple days after this I was able to find and save the baby.

Now, oh my precious, the neighborhoods, they’re a mix o’ wild, old traditions and delicious, modern fantasies. Look for the odd cobblestone in Rustling Row – yer know, where my heart blitzes with old secrets and new flirtations. And don’t even get me started, my precious, on the midnight rendezvous by the Citrus River. Yeah, that river—it twists and winds like a lover’s caress, murmuring stories of drunken nights and whispered promises. Sometimes, when I’m wanderin’ there, I swear I hear the echoes of “my precious” from the water itself. Crazy, right?

How and When to Fertilize Citrus Trees, According to a Fruit-Growing Expert