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While beautiful, lemon trees grown from seed can take ten years to produce fruit.
Up into the cherry tree it was Patch#
I could never plant my tree in the ground, for fear I’d someday have to leave it again! My faithful lemon tree, my first friend in a new city, is in it for the long haul now, towering over my furniture in the winter and bursting into new growth in the summer in whatever patch of sun it can find, smelling like Froot Loops and reminding me how far I’ve come. Furthermore, Rakesh’s grandfather fulfils his responsibility towards Rakesh in advising him about living a healthy life. It rode in the back of the moving truck - it had far outgrown the car - and settled into its new residence, in a city even farther north.Īt this rate, I don’t think any tropical climates are in my future, but that’s okay. The cherry seed matures into a fruit-bearing tree just like children grow into adulthood and look after their parents in old age. After eight years, it was time to move on, and my dear giant tree came with me. I had made up my mind that if you didn't come for me to-night I'd go down the track to that big wild cherry-tree at the bend, and climb up into it to stay all night.
Up into the cherry tree it was series#
Maybe not vertically, but as I put down roots in my new home, making friends, learning my way around, it put down its own (less figurative) roots, in a series of progressively monstrous pots I managed to find for it.Īll good things must come to an end… but not my lemon tree! No, it was my stay in this new city, which had long since become my home. The process repeated year after year, and soon it was taller than I was. And then as soon as nights were warm enough I would move it outdoors, give it a dash of fertilizer, and watch it explode into green. My lemon tree would spend half the year inside, craning toward the winter sun. But with a little perseverance (and a sunny window) you can grow a lemon tree pretty much anywhere! And I did.
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Summers are warm, but the winters are long, and cold, and very dark. Now, the city I’d moved to is not a good home for lemon trees. It was a tiny little green thing with leaves that smelled, unmistakably, like lemon Froot Loops. I planted its seeds and hoped for the best. I got myself rosemary, basil, cherries, and all kinds of plantable produce. In a fit of inspiration, I went to the grocery store in search of things I could put in the ground. I had barely any outdoor space, but I had containers, and I was determined. As soon as spring came, I was antsy to get out and figure out where I was living. I arrived the week of a massive snowstorm, which meant I was in a new city… stuck inside.