The mangoes have proved to be excellent companions with all my old faithful nature morte participants: pears, oranges, the painted neo-morandi ceramics. This is much to my delight.
Oddly, I find that after a lifetime of seeing in black and white, these days I'm seeing almost entirely in colour. I think it started when I had a surprisingly strong emotional experience in front of the Rembrandt paintings in Amsterdam earlier this year.
I don't know what it means or if it makes a difference. But I used to prefer black and white photography for my photos and now it is colour. It surprises me greatly but I have to just go with it, I think.
Here is another in the ongoing colour series.