Anyway, plants that have been abandoned can sometimes be like abandoned animals. Back in the corner of the garden shop, sitting woefully and all by itself on the dusty table, was a Meyer lemon that had just been transplanted by the garden people as a last ditch effort to save it. Citrus trees are very hardy and do not give up the fight for life easily. It had bare branches with only a few leaves. The scraggly orphan had been planted somewhat askew in the pot as if the garden people did not want to put out too much effort. They offered a big discount if we would take it away. Orphaned plants are our specialty and we did.
The gnome-like plant was the saddest looking little tree that sat in my kitchen all winter but hung on to the dozen or so leaves through the cold gray days. I fertilized it just before spring and it seemed to perk up. Then as the weather warmed in mid-April, I took it outside on the deck to adjust to storms and winds and direct sunlight. The leaves got bigger and greener.
In a little more than a week it put out buds and blossoms. Close to 100 I am guessing. It was screaming with rebirth energy and demanding to live.
Meyer lemon blossoms are larger than one would expect, and they bloom on branches even when there are no leaves like many fruit trees. Yes, I will have to remove many when they begin to fruit because the tree is so small, but for now I am enjoying their beauty.
Then today I was happy to see my first lemon. I have never owned a Meyer lemon tree and I am as proud as any new parent or pet owner. It will be hard to pick most of these off as they first form so the tree can put energy into growth and I will miss their tangy goodness.
Another bit of knowledge is that these blossoms are tremendously fragrant and can pretty much overwhelm your senses if you are sitting next to them transplanting seedlings as I was doing the other day. I had to get up and move away. They fill the air in the quiet of the early evening when I go out to share that time between daylight and night. I close my eyes and pretend I am somewhere in Greece on a rocky island in the moonlight. It already is a magical plant.