Welp. It happened.
My first pea sized fruit fell off of the little lemon tree. Mentally, I was prepared for it. Just as I was about to start wallowing in the loss, I saw that one of the many flower buds was opening. This is how it’s going to be, I guess. A little sorrow and a little joy.
It’s warm outside today – mid 70s – so I took the little lemon tree outside for some warmth and sunshine. Maybe some bees will stop by and pollinate the flower. Hope springs eternal.