On Christmas day, we were at Steve’s daughter’s house. I noticed that her lemon tree was bursting with huge fruit! Boldly, I asked if I could pick some. She said “Please take them all, we do not use them” I was torn. I felt like I needed to go into teaching mode right then and there. To begin expounding on the delights of this life giving fruit. But I am not one to waste an opportunity.
Quickly, before she could change her mind, I went outside with about 20 shopping bags under my arm; wondering if I had enough bags. But the trunk of Steve’s car is not very big. I know, you would have thought that I would marry a man with a big farm truck. But back to lemons.
When Steve saw how many bags I took, he followed me and told me that I did not need all the lemons. So I only filled 3 bags. I will have you know that pouting is something that I do. As I went into the house with my treasure, I heard the tree calling me. “Please Donna, come back and unburden me! Take all the lemons and share them with your friends. Obedient wife (Ha!) that I am, I ignored the poor tree 😦
When I got home, I plopped them down in the dining room to let them sit until I could get back to them.