Obsessing about Citrus

Once, no, three times, I attempted to grow citrus on this patio. The plants came from California, and grew for a while, partly on the deck, partly indoors during the cool and wet winter months. And every time these small trees flowered, they fueled my hope for a harvest of juicy Meyer lemons or limes with the accompanying smiles and visions of Margarita drinks and ultimate relaxation.

Not that I ever entertained during my California or Florida days with Margarita drinks!

Somehow, I wanted that vision to become reality.

Somehow, I spared no expenses in getting the plants, the proper fertilizer, and even heated a drafty sun-room during the long winter wait for sun and warmth. Did I mention expensive? The house did not come with a sun-room!

Now, I buy my Meyers and my lime at whatever price whenever I'm tempted to grow citrus again. By my accounting, I have spent less on these fruit all winter long, for the last five years, than a month of heating bills to keep that darn sun-room heated.

Nothing, however, will take away the desire to have a heavily scented citrus tree in the house during the long grey, wet, dreary, and cold winter months.

How about you? What are you still obsessing about?