Gloomy, rainy days and the ugly news reports have a tendency to stifle my creativity; so today I've got a nice story to tell about a lemon tree in our yard.
23 years ago we moved into this house, and planted a lemon, lime, orange, and an avocado tree along the side of the house. We have a postage stamp for a yard, but we wanted to have an orchard on the side. The lime, orange, and avocado all died within about 3 months; leaves shriveling, then dropping, the trees looked like sticks. The lemon tree looked like it was still with us retaining about 10 leaves, but another month went by, and Dr. C came to the back door with a stick in his hand, and said, "this is the lemon tree, what should I do with it." I told him to toss it, since the other trees had died.
He decide to plant it over the wall in our back yard, to see if that wouldn't be a better place for it to grow.
Today the lemon tree is taller than I am (it's a dwarf) and it yields more Meyer lemons than we can count-one time we tried counting, and came up with over 350, then lost interest!
Looking at the lemon tree today, I see a story of someone not giving up, hoping that maybe there was still life left even though the outward signs weren't good. Kind of like being a San Diego Padres fan.
On days when I'm tired, the day is dreary, the news reports are depressing, the lemon tree reminds me to keep on keeping on; and to bloom where ever I'm planted.
Dr. C. and I are off to Santa Barbara on the train tomorrow; I'll try and post a few times during the journey, until then enjoy the day.