Last week, I spoke about the abundance of oranges and grapefruit that my healthy citrus trees had proudly delivered to me, and my frustration with what I should do with all that gorgeous fruit. It’s a huge chore getting the fruit off the trees. I’d intended to buy one of those long handled fruit pickers. But I got busy with the rough draft of the manuscript. I was headed toward the final act where the momentum increases, everything starts to come together, and as a writer you get so excited your fingers can’t tap out the damn story fast enough. So I forgot about the fruit.
A couple of days ago I walked down the street , past the grapefruit tree that hangs over the side fence, and noticed the fruit had mysteriously begun to disappear.
I’ve been reading Deepak Chopra’s book, Reinventing the Body, Resurrecting the Soul. There is a saying that the universe always provides. Apparently, our lesson as mere mortals is to stop trying to control and let nature take its course. Well, I suppose to a certain extent we should do that. But if we overdid it on the “universe will provide” thing, we could all be off in la la land just swaying about in a hammock…not that hammocks are bad. You just don’t get much accomplished from the hammock. I love Chopra’s work, and I do understand how the ego can get in there and make the whole picture muddy. So, I ignored the disappearing fruit, deciding to let nature take its course.
Yesterday, a woman rang my doorbell. I’d met her before. She lives in my town but only during the winter season. She loves my grapefruit, and I’d told her years ago to pick whatever she wanted. She asked if she could bring her long handled fruit picker and take down the rest of the fruit. I swear. Scouts honor. I am not making this up. She said they’d been taking the fruit from the street side, but wanted permission to enter my yard to get the rest of them.
Today Jennifer came by with the fruit picker, and I went out to help. You will not believe how many grapefruit were still up inside the tree. A man who is renting a home here for the season stopped by, and when he saw that I couldn’t reach some way at the top, he got my ladder and climbed up to get them. We picked every last piece of fruit. Yay! I’ve given some to neighbors, kept some for my daughter, filled one bag for the ladies at the gym. Jennifer took home two full boxes. Tomorrow I’ll call the handyman. Daniel’s wife loves grapefruit.
I thanked Jennifer profusely, and sent a huge silent thank you to Deepak Chopra and the universe. Someone really knows of what he speaks. : )
ADDENDUM: Author Lucy March (aka Lani Diane Rich) is celebrating the release of her new book today. A Little Night Magic. It is a great fun, warm, and witty read, with fabulous reviews. And the cover is fabulous!!!! I’ll blog about it in more detail next week. But the best news is, it has only been released for one day and it has gone into a second printing. How awesome is that? The book is available at B&N, Target, Amazon, Kindle, etc.