Not all the plane trees in the area are the carefully trimmed and ‘domesticated’ ones I mentioned in the post Plane Speaking. There are some along the other side of the river that are huge and untrimmed.
Which is why I had to look up straight into the sun to take this picture the other day.
Of course, if the sun hadn’t been directly behind it, I wouldn’t have noticed the tiny halo of light caught on the stem of the lowest hanging fruit. It was as bright and pretty as any Christmas-tree bauble wrapped in tinsel. And almost impossible to catch using a phone camera.