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Last Mother’s Day Chance bought me a Meyer Lemon Tree.  It was big and healthy and I picked a sunny spot on the edge of my yard where I figured she would flourish.

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This picture (above) was a few months back when the fruit was starting to ripen.  I often had to remind Sloane not to pick the lemons yet.  Everything I’ve read about Meyer lemons describe them as “small” lemons, well I’m not sure what got into ours, but they are not small.

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See the tag, I trust they truly are Meyer lemons and that my super green thumb just made them grow like crazy. ;)

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It rained here for what felt like 40 days and 40 nights and then Sunday morning I woke up to the bluest sky I’d ever seen.  I decided it was a good day to harvest the lemons off the tree, they were bordering on too ripe.  Little bees were all over the blooms, collecting pollen like crazy.  The fruit is mostly on the bottom half of the tree, or perhaps the weight of the lemons just made it appear that way.  The tallest branches on the tree are probably 8 or 9 feet tall.

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I should have backed up a little to show the whole tree, but I was fixated on those sunny yellow lemons.  The spotlight and Christmas tree lights protected the tree during some very pretty low temperature dips back in January.  Meyer lemons are very cold hearty, but I hated to risk it.  I didn’t pick all the lemons, but this was a good start…

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A couple of weeks ago I thought I would preserve the lemons in salt like this.  But I don’t know what I’d do with them other than admire their prettiness.  So I decided to juice them.

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I cut and cut and juiced and juiced.  I went out and bought an electronic juicer, but ended up just using my old fashioned one left over from a photo shoot a few years back.

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And just to show the scale, some of these lemons are almost as tall as a soda can.

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At the end of the juice fest this is what remained.
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And I was left with 89 fluid ounces of Meyer lemon juice.  What pray tell would one do with 89 ounces of Meyer lemon juice?  I am going to freeze it in ice cube trays and save them for smoothies and for iced tea this summer.  I also tend to love a lemon glaze on blueberry muffins and scones and can easily thaw a cube or two for this purpose too.

89 ounces of meyer lemon juice

Point of my story, if you’ve been wondering if a Meyer lemon tree would be a good addition to your family, I highly recommend them.  They also thrive in containers so if you live somewhere cold you could always bring them indoors for the winter.  I was tempted to order these cute trays for my juice, aren’t they fun?  This weekend I plan to transfer the lemon cubes to freezer zip-loc bags, don’t want to run the risk of any freezer burn.
ice cube trays from amazon

death and texas

Been meaning to tell you that the girls here at the office gave me this Death & Texas clutch for Christmas and I absolutely love it.
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Here it is if you might like one for yourself.

 

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It is the perfect size for my phone, lipgloss, checkbook, a few pens, and my wallet. Sometimes I throw it in my big purse, but usually I just carry it alone.

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In random garden news… the moss on my patio is really green these days.  It’s been dreary and rainy which the moss loves.  Do you spy my terriers?

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My mom has always said that buttermilk will grow moss.  I haven’t needed any buttermilk, but when I saw this on pinterest I was intrigued.  Momma was right.

 

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Isn’t that a clever blog title?  I’m sorry I can’t think of anything other than “this is another random blog post”, which is dumb.  Especially considering last week’s blog post title was “hi”.

I had intentions of blogging on Monday, but the week got the best of me.  A client friend once told us a story about a time she could not form a sentence.  She was a week or so postpartum and was attempting to have a very basic conversation with her husband.  She couldn’t put words together to make any sense at all.  This tends to happen when you have a lot going on.  All that would come from her mouth was, “my words are not good.”  We love that line so much we use it daily.  Our client actually sent us this quote framed in a pretty little silver frame for Christmas and there are many days that I’m tempted to strap it to a sweatband and wear it on my forehead.

My words are not good, but here goes a blog post.

I had a little photo shoot at my house this week.  Not only are my words not good, but neither is my house.  Okay, my house is not that bad, but being in the business makes me extra critical of my own space, which has a serious case of cobbler’s children syndrome.  Nothing like a photo shoot to kick my rear into high gear and order a few things I’ve needed for a while.  I finally committed to pillows.  I love green, so it’s probably no surprise that’s the common theme here.

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On more than one account I mistakenly called that Schumacher fabric “opium leaf”  and then joked about eating the pillow once it arrived.

Unrelated, I bought Sloane some moccasin booties last week.

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Then I introduced her to painting.  And made the mistake of using the term “finger paints”.

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So the next day we took our party outside.

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(Table from Target, stool from Ace Hardware) If you look closely you’ll see that she took the colored paint brushes and placed them in their respective paint colors.

Yesterday over my morning coffee I was standing in a daze waiting for the caffeine to kick in and looked over at my rolling pins.  They make me happy.  I also like that my corbel brackets multitask.
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Two of the rolling pins are Sloaney’s, but she shares with me.  I share cookie and pizza dough with her, so it works out well.

That’s all for this week, sorry about my words.