We placed the lime tree in the front porch, and brought it inside the house when the weather got cold. One January day, I found a tiny white bud at the tip of the branch. It was so small it looked like a cooked white rice grain. I patiently waited several days and then finally saw the flower! The entire tree had only one flower. How precious! I couldn't wait for the flower to turn into a fruit and reveal us the shape and flavor of the lime.
After few hours from taking the photo, Dan and I took out the Christmas tree which was sitting by the window drying up. When we were all done and cleaned up the millions needles that the tree shed, I found that the lime flower was gone. The tree knocked the flower off when we carried it out. I felt like the lady crying over the spilt milk.
The flower will come back as long as we keep taking care of the tree. So we wait.