Nearly Wordless Wednesday
From showings last week:

The lemon bars I could make with this tree. My muffin top is squealing with joy just thinking about it.

Oh Ceiling Fan, my darling, please don't cry. Someone will buy your house soon and you won't be so lonely anymore.
Not from showings. From my front yard last Friday at sunset:
I’d sure love to live in a place warm enough for a lemon tree! Unfortunately, though, those ceiling fans are all-too-common all over the country…
I hope you helped yourself to that fruit. You’d be doing the homeowner a favor; rotting citrus = rats.
And I like the poetic you!