Lemons or Limes? By Tiffany Thibault
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits, who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy, who satisfies you with good so that your youth is renewed like the eagles. - Psalm 103:2-5
I was born a blonde. Over the years, as my natural hair darkened, I kept it blonde with hair dye. When I was younger, I joked about my forgetfulness, blaming it on being blonde (sorry, other blondes!) When I turned thirty, then forty, I blamed my forgetfulness on my age. Regardless of what I blamed it on, it didn't change the fact that I forget things often in the busyness of my days.
It happened once again this past spring. I was at Costco with my daughter and we saw some dwarf citrus trees. I had the perfect pot waiting for one, so I bought the one with the tiniest white flower buds, lugged it home and planted it, throwing away the information tag that came with the tree. I enjoyed watching the flowers turn into tiny little fruit balls, and over the summer, I loved seeing the green fruit growing larger. Somewhere over the months I forgot what type of tree I had planted. I thought it was a lime tree, but my daughter was convinced it was a lemon.
One day I was making some guacamole and went out to my patio and picked two perfect "limes" from my tree. I sliced them in half and squeezed the juice into the bowl. It was tart and perfect! My daughter became annoyed that I had harvested some fruit and said to me, "Mom those are lemons, you just have to wait and trust me. I remember what kind we bought!"
I decided to wait and see who was right. Days and weeks passed. Those small perfect round limes, well they began to grow larger, stretch into a different shape, and are now turning yellow. It is definitely a lemon tree. My daughter's memory is correct. We are now currently waiting to harvest about eleven lemons. I know I will never forget what type of tree this is in the years to come because I have had personal experience in seeing it grow and change. |
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