I had a lecturer once, who somehow had got through life without knowing that watermelons grew on vines, and rested on the ground in their growth and didn't hang from trees, The whole class took great glee in thinking him a silly fool. How on earth did anyone think that a fruit of such size could grow on a tree?. We were the ignoramuses, however. We lived in a temperate country without the benefit of seeing jackfruit, which can be enormous, all growing on the trunk of one free. He had a Malaysian wife and so may (or may not have, since he was otherwise fairly unobservant) seen jackfruit growing in his wife's country. Hence my fascination with this tree in the side garden of the Temple of Literature. Also an oblique apology to my lecturer, who shall remain nameless. The load (and lode) this tree bears is amazing, and it's not yet ripe. For artistic purposes, my husband wanted to crop the photo to below the annoying electric line. That wouldn't have given the full story. So this is a little less pretty, but has a greater narrative.