This is what the lemon tree looks like now, except it has a larger pot and now weighs more than my poor back can handle.
I finally got hold of a pot which would be suitable for my beloved root-crowded tree (bought at Target). The problem was, once I got the pot to the tree, I needed more soil than was available. So the re-potting had to wait until I picked up another bag of that wonderful special soil. This tree has gone through a few bags of potting soil, with no sign of letting up. If it gets any bigger, I’ll have to wheel it on Dr. Phil’s show and have him stage an intervention.
Taking the pot to my desk during my break was easy enough, but taking it back was an Olympic event. I’m glad to have good health and a strong skeletal system, because the pot was hard to hold and the dead weight didn’t help. While I was away a co-worker promised to tend the plant. We’re hoping to see it straighten up a bit, as it was listing to one side for a while. Nobody expects to see a lemon.
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