Nothing lasts forever; not even bananas. It finally came to pass, a thing I’d been dreading so long. The bananas fell from the garage. The evening of October 21st, 2017 I found them lying on the ground.
It wasn’t the neighbor’s kids with their soccer balls (so often flying over the fence) nor was it the heat, the cold, the rain and snow nor even blustery gale winds of nearly six years exposure that brought them down. No. I think it was envy. Envy on the part of the climatis. All Summer long the climatis vines crept up slowly; first hiding then surrounding the bananas until finally, in a fit of spite, sent them both tumbling to the ground. Ha!
The bananas hung on the garage from late February 2012 to October 2017 – 5.8 years. They are now dark, cracked, warty and wrinkled; and as hard, dry and wooden as an old tree branch.
I still have them if anyone is interested; shoot me a snail-mail address and I’ll mail them. I’d like to see them find a good home.
Of all the fates I’d ever imagined for those bananas I never suspected those climatis vines.
There’ll be no Bananniversary celebration next year.