Seems there’s no end to the relentless wind.

Our lime tree is an agreeable beast however.

It drops loads of ripe limes on the ground when the gusts of wind pass through.

From the past couple of days, a large jam pan full was picked up, so today they really did need to be processed.

First, a batch of lemonade, in this instance lime-onade is sitting in a bucket on the bench. It will be bottled off in two days and left to ferment to make a delicious drink.

There’s a batch of lime cordial syrup, this evening to be strained and bottled.

With the very small ones another batch of the syrup was made. Instead of the usual grating of rind and juicing, and because the pith is very thin, I simply chopped those very finely in the food processor. I don’t think that the small amount of pith thus included will make it bitter.

Next – a quadruple batch of lime curd. It is always delicious but the yield is not great. It’s certainly a case of quality over quantity but very much worth making.

Finally a batch and a half of lime meringue tartlets. Not quite enough little meringues but the plain lime ones are perfectly acceptable as they are.

Now at end of day there’s a mere 2 small limes left. Until the next wind blows.

I often wonder why that tree does so well, producing abundantly all year round.

It lives in a large wire enclosure to protect it from marauding possums. When its branches grow out through the top wire, those possums eat the leaves and nibble down the young branch shoots.

Maybe that’s the secret, the constant, ongoing pruning.

Whatever the reason, the lime tree is a very welcome member of the garden.