User:Jujube

Something to Start with

If you type lemony.space in your browser, you will get to a website.

I have had it for over six years now. I first built it to learn the specifics about the web, but it has since morphed into a living archive of my life.

I used to be obsessed with lemons. My favorite dessert was a tart for which you'd use one, and only one, whole lemon for the filling. One year I spent Christmas with my friend's family in Portland, Oregon, a place with moss-covered trees and tree-lined streets. My friend's mom kept a lemon tree in the living room. She would have liked to plant it in the garden, next to the fig and chicken coup, but the lemon tree — bright and soft and strong under the Sicilian sun, in a different life — curled up in the Northwestern mist. Its pot became the favorite spot for the house cat, who might have, at some point, misused it as a bathroom. It was a scrawny little tree with two branches and countable leaves, but it bore a fruit.

My friend decided to make the tart in honor of the lemon's existence.

When the friend visited me in Washington, DC, we made limoncello together. We filled a third of a jar with Everclear, suspended six lemons in a cheese cloth and sealed the jar. The theory was that the vapor, arising from the 95% proof spirit, would "squeeze" the good stuff out of the lemons and infuse the alcohol.

A month later, the clear liquid acquired colors, I was drunk, and the theory was proven right.

I also bought a novel named Lemon, in which the protagonist fell in love with a lemon. Around the same time I fell for, less imaginatively, a guy. Nevertheless, I told him about the book. I wish I could say he sent me a basket of lemons or, perhaps, brought me a lemonade, but he broke my heart instead.

I listened to a song over and over:

The old About page of the website quoted Pablo Neruda:

which yellow bird fills its nest with lemons?

When I learned Spanish years later, I went back to the same poem and read to myself:

el pájaro amarillo... el nido de limones...

I don't feel the same about lemons now, but I keep the namesake.

It reminds me of the stories that I forget from time to time.

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