Meyer Lemon

This is our third Meyer Lemon tree and our first crop.

I’m grateful for what our first two trees taught us.

Wisdom shared.

This is a poem written by my Great Great Grandmother, Jemima Erskine Rush. Written during the Great War, 1914-1918, in which she lost three sons.


Better to walk on the Sunny side

Than to stand in the dark and cold, 

Better to brighten another life

And leave your sorrow untold.

Better to make the best of things

Whatever your lot may be

Better to float in a world like this

Than sink in sorrow's deep sea,

Better to hope for brighter days

Though the clouds around hang low, 

Better to carry a cheerful heart

And you in grace will grow.

We have a couple of her poems, published in a little book called Jemima, written by her grand daughter Connie.

I wish we had more. More poems, more stories.

Best moment yesterday, bedtime, reading Stig of the Dump. The Snargets running for their lives from Stig, screaming out for help, ‘Aaaaaaoooower! It’s a kye, it’s a kye, it’s a kye, it’s a kye, it’s a KYVE man!’. Made us laugh til we cried.

Yesterday’s harvest 🌱

Have a wonderful day!


2 thoughts on “Meyer Lemon

  1. What a wonderful poem, so special to be from your ancestor. Best of luck with your Meyer lemon tree. Hopefully you and Lil will be able to enjoy fresh lemonade and maybe a pie.

    • Thank you Virginia, yes very special to have some of her poems.

      My grandmother on my mothers side is also a writer, I’m going to see if I can find some of her stories too.

      Fresh lemonade, me too! Yum 🙂

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