DELIGHT IN THE PROCESS: A TALE OF BANANABUNDANCE

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Last summer we went over to Jerm’s buddy’s house for a BBQ.

We fell in love with their backyard – same size and shape as ours, but with gorge grass, comfy seating, and beautiful banana trees for tropical ambiance, it felt totally different.

The very next weekend, Jerm bought two truckloads o’ sod and planted five banana trees in our tiny backyard.

Paradise in progress.

Once we had a pretty green space to look at (vs the dead grass situation we tolerated for quite a while), we started a new habit of opening the shades to our lanai every morning.

We would collectively admire the pretty green leaves, sprouting, unfolding, reflecting prismatic water droplets, blowing in the breeze, doing what banana leaves do.

Fast forward to now, less than a year later.

Opening the blinds to this pocket of paradise is literally the first thing I do when I come downstairs each morning.

There is a family of TWENTY trees back here. (Don’t ask me what we’re doing with them when we move. TBD.)

Once the flowers and fruit started showing up, we were super excited but not quite SURE what to do next.

Then we let ’em grow.

A couple of weeks ago, Jerm cut a bunch down as an experiment.

Time to test the waters and see if they’d ripen.

This first bunch has been sitting on our front porch lookin’ pretty for a while now.

In the last couple of days they’ve started to turn yellow.

I finally decided to snap one of the teeny ones off today, and Deke, our resident banana connoisseur, enjoyed no fewer than four of them with his lunch.