I Dream of Mangoes

Everyday in my village I go out and look at my mango tree. When I arrived in my village in November, the mango tree was starting to flower.

Over the last few months I keenly watch the tree, just waiting for them to ripen. Now they are getting close. But the only problem is the village kids can't wait. They eat the unripened mangoes. Green mangoes are very tart and tangy. Not bad but not nearly as good as ripe mangoes.

You see the kids climbing the tree and knocking the most ripen but still not ready mangoes out of the tree. Drives me crazy.