The cherry is in bloom.
The daffodils are up, but looking sheepish, like an alarm woke them up early and now, here they are, squinting into the sunlight.
This is the toughest time of the year for the Meyer lemon. Right about now he’s (yes he is a he and yes he is a diva) pretty pissed about this winter business. He’s dropped most of his leaves and he’s waging a fierce battle against spider mites. I’m tempted to put him outside, but if it freezes again he’ll start throwing spikes. Bet you didn’t know a lemon could grow thorns. I think it happens when the new green growth is arrested by cold. They’re not really thorns, but the effect is the same. It makes for one very angry-looking lemon.
Oh lemon tree. I hope this is your year. My neighbors have this glorious little lemon tree. Real fruit grows on it. Please grow fruit for my friend. She tries so hard.
Love the cherry blossoms – UW campus?!?!
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These blossoms are in our yard. They’re all mine! Aren’t I lucky? But that does remind me, I should get out to the quad this week. They always go so fast!
Oh Tami, it has it has. Last summer it produced more lemons than I could use. It was crazy with lemons. It loves the new house with all the direct sun and it was such a hot summer. It was in heaven. I’ll have to post a photo of it last summer sometime. Quite a contrast between then and now. Poor baby.
Such a lovely way to start my morning, your words are a gentle wake up for this lemon that is slowly beginning to shrivel.