This wonderful still life reminded me of two things. The first being the tradtion of oranges at Christmas. Sometimes the only time of year that one could afford such an exotic item. Even though we got plenty of other things at the holiday, and plenty of citrus fruit any time of the year, I remember that as children our stockings often had oranges in them.
And second I think of that wonderful scene in the BBC’s adaptation of Cranford where they all go off to their rooms to eat their oranges because Eileen Atkins’ character finds the process a little too suggestive to be shared with others.