When I sold my home a few months ago, the plan was to move right into a new one. Then… the plan changed a bit, and I’d move into a rental for a few months… and subsequently the plan changed again… the temporary abode appeared to be more long term.
But, boy did I luck out when I found this little gem where I am currently hanging my hat. Said hat hangs in a guesthouse atop a 2.5 acre guava grove.
Now, I’ve long lived in avocado country. And, at one time, we also produced a strong amount of citrus: lemons, oranges, and limes. When the high cost of water and development made it harder to grow these more “delicate crops”, growers started planting strawberries, kiwis, and grapes. These all do very well here. We even have some macadamia groves.
But I never realized we have some guava groves. I thought guavas grew in Hawaii and other warm paradise-like places. Turns out, they’re actually native to Mexico and Central America. They do grow in Hawaii, but they “immigrated” there.
They’re a lovely looking, small tree. When I first moved here in March, there were just brown leaves. Then in April, they became covered with lovely new green ones. I am still not quite sure what a guava looks like when it’s growing, but I kinda think I am seeing some small white flowers coming out. For those who want to know more about this exotic fruit: http://www.crfg.org/pubs/ff/guava.html
As for me: I am enjoying the view.