When my family first started traveling from the north to visit Florida in the 1950's and 60's, you knew you had arrived when you started to see signs for fresh orange juice lining the highways and byways. Those signs are still there in some areas of the state but are very hard to see if you only travel the Turnpike or the Interstate highways. This oil painting is 30 inches by 40 inches and is my homage to those wonderful orange juice stands with the fresh squeezed juice we used to love when we first came to Florida. Actually I still love a fresh squeezed orange juice.
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