I am now the proud owner of a Meyer Lemon tree, which I have named Uncle Jeff.
The goal with this tree, as with my actual Uncle Jeff, is to prevent it from languishing and eventually dying on my porch. My secondary goal would be to use the fruit it provides. (Please note that my secondary goal only applies to the tree. The notion of my human uncle bearing usable fruit leaves me feeling not at all settled.)
I promise to update you on the status of Uncle Jeff, as well as the statuses of the tomato, the surely ill-fated rose bush, and the wildly photosynthetic amaryllis. Check in often!
Go Lemon Tree go!!!!!
[…] next morning, after a night of listening to the police scanner and fretting about Uncle Jeff the lemon tree while I waited for the roof to come clean off the bedroom, I emerged from apartment […]