I didn’t resolve to eat more fruit this new year. But the resolution is emerging anyway, doing an end run around me.

Apples, pears, bananas and clementines have always been a given. And peaches when they’re in season. But now I’m adding blueberries, grapes, kiwi, papaya, mango and strawberries. Fruit salads are more fun, so I’m making more of them.

I’ve always been a vegetable girl. Nothing against fruit, but I never craved it. Something has shifted, though, and I suddenly see the value of sweetening plain yogurt with berries. Or fashioning a salad of papaya and avocado. Or throwing a few blueberries in with the arugula. (Does anyone else hear an old-fashioned car horn when they say this word? A rooo ga lah.)

So along with the perennial “don’t worry so much” and “get more exercise” resolutions, there is another, one I didn’t ask for: Give fruit a chance.