To Lemmons...(image, Warner Bros.)

Slice up a lemon and put it in your tea. Go ahead, do it, and see what happens. Try and take a sip without saying “ahh.” I’m telling you, it’s impossible.

I’m not saying lemon is the greatest thing since sliced-other-things. It’s a fruit that falls from a small evergreen tree. It’s sour and, when sliced, often comes with a tag-along seed or two. Plus, and let’s be honest here, adding it to a hot cup of tea is an extra step in the process when the last thing most of us want to do is spend another second out of bed.

But, my friends, it is so worth it (dare I say I had a Eureka moment?). The perfectly round slice will float up to the top of your mug and say “hey, you with the tired eyes, you are worth it.”

Worth what, you may ask?

For starters, you are worth a talking-lemon. You are also worth the 19 pence and twelve seconds it takes to take a knife from zest to board. It might be cliché to talk about the small things in life, but when a slice of lemon can raise an eye-brow, slice the damn thing already.

Categories: Creative Writing, Life, Observation, Perspective

Tags: Eureka, Grumpy Old Men, lemons, life, perspective, self-worth, Tea, writing