Lemon tree, very pretty
And the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Living in a less-than-tropical climate, the idea of citrus trees just growing, just wherever has been fascinating to me ever since a visit to Arizona when I was 4 and saw an orange tree in someone’s backyard. All that latent fascination came bubbling back up when we visited Valencia, Spain. Not only were there orange trees, there were lemon trees, too! I loved the combination of the bright yellow lemons amongst the glossy, dark green leaves.
Orange trees!
Lemon tree! And me and Baby Rana!
Ever since that trip to Spain, I’ve dreamt of having my own lemon tree. This spring, Mr. Gren came home from work with a small, potted Improved Meyer lemon tree. During the summer, I let it live outside on the porch, but brought it into the cabin once it started getting cool out. Just in the last couple of weeks, the lemons have turned from the same dark green as the leaves to bright yellow. Sadly, most of the leaves have fallen off and I’m not sure why. I hope my little tree survives!
Two Frogs and a Grasshopper 
I hope it does too.