Most years i make those clove-stuck oranges and have even made my own natural mixed potpourri. One year I was cleaning (i mean REALLY cleaning) for company and was scared out of my wits when i found an object that i didn't recognize. All grayish and weirdly shaped. It's a dead animal! No. It was one of my clove-stuck oranges that had (somehow) gotten under the love seat. Now understand this was
hours, days, weeks, months later. Did I just admit that? Anyway, before January gets here, if anyone made those clove-stuck oranges, you might want to do a "headcount." Uh-huh, it's not a pretty sight as you can see by the second photo below.