Guava come from a pretty cool tree...

Back in '96 or '97 when Margaret and her neighbor jointly expanded our patios, we were offered an "orphan" guava tree. Another homeowner had tried to raise it in a small pot and it was not doing well. We had a bed dug against the interior of the communities' barrier wall, directly across from the dividing wall between our two patios. Hey, a tree is a tree, right? We knew of several guavas on the property, and to our knowledge, none of them had ever born fruit. All these years later, that bedraggled little specimen has grown into a fine figure of a guava tree. And, oh, yes, it is full of fruit each year! So much so that we've experienced issues with four-legged "varmints" in the past; they just love guava! We now ask our lawn maintenance crew to trim the tree quite hard after it has bloomed in an attempt to reduce the amount of fruit that reaches maturity, but they never quite get it all... (Anyone have a guava recipe that doesn't require real canning???) Still, Margaret likes to cut a few branches each spring to bring into the house because the blossoms are so beautiful and so unique.