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Celebratin’

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It’s Celebrate The Small Things Day. Something I’ve achieved each week, no matter how small. If you’re interested in doing the same thing sign up here at Vicki’s blog.

Two things I want to celebrate today. The first is that I’m at the end of my June blogging stint. The End. Done. Klaar. Finito. Termine. There’s even a drawing for prizes. Bonus! Actually, the bonus is I’m discovering that the more I blog, the less I worry about what to say and how I’m coming across. And how about them haikus? See that? I learned something new.

The second thing I want to celebrate is that I’m finally digging a hole for my little lemon tree. It’s supposed to be twice as deep and twice as wide as the pot, this means 20″x 20″. Do you know how frickin’ hard that is in ground that feels like cement four inches down?  With the sun blazing above? But hey, nobody can accuse me of letting a little thing like cement-ground deter me; I’ll get it done if it takes digging the rest of the hole with an ice pick. This is the woman who pick-axed the roots of a stand of dying bamboo–bamboo, people!–in this 12×5 foot plot then sat with a hand-hoe and removed each root until the were removed.

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My Little Lemon Tree

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It’s Celebrate The Small Things Day. Something I’ve achieved each week, no matter how small. If you’re interested in joining me sign up here at Vicki’s blog.

So today, I want to celebrate the dwarf lemon tree I just bought. My first tree ever. I’m going to plant it in the middle of this 7 X 15 foot garden bed in front of my writing studio, which is attached to the back of the house. Except for a brief magical spurt of Australian violets that poured in from an adjoining flower bed–I wrote about it in my memoir, Loveyoubye–I’ve thrashed about trying to decide what to plant. I wanted the perfect garden, a perennial display of flowers and all kinds of other plants that complement each other, something Sunset Magazine would clamor to photograph.

But nothing settled in my head; I just didn’t  know enough about plants; I wanted something special after the Australian violets which had great meaning. And then a couple of days ago, I awoke with the idea of a dwarf lemon tree right in the middle of the garden bed. So off to the nursery I went. And here it is awaiting planting.  Who knows what’s next.

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