one karamay tree

I was invited to a ceremony in Nakhon Ratchasima and I thoroughly enjoyed the experience as both a spectator and a photographer. 

As the two monks were  paraded through the streets, I happily captured moments of the event, while also noticing  various odd and intriguing sights along the way. 

One particular sight that caught my attention was a fruit tree adorned with tiny fruits. The scene transported me back to my childhood and specifically, to our backyard garden.

Our garden wasn't large but it featured a majestic pine tree where we hung a  swing for hours of play. There was also a small pond where we cared for fish and little turtles. Among the highlights were two fruit bearing trees: the star apple or Caimito, and this Karamay fruit. We would pick the star apple fruit with a long stick, savouring the sweet taste right after opening them. As for the Karamay, we pluck them by hand and enjoy the sour fruit in small bites. 

Fast forward to today, I see Karamay trees in various parts of Thailand, but I haven't eaten one in years. I don't have a Karamay tree in my garden or those of my friends. Instead, my garden boasts two durian trees, a Thai cherry, limes, mangoes and a lone papaya that sprouted unexpectedly. 

Reflecting on those memories was delightful. It allowed me to reconnect with my childhood wonder, free from the complexities of adult life.