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At the end of the winter the lemon trees around my house are full of juicy fragrant lemons.
When I first came to live here the whole length of the dusty lane was so yellow with lemons you couldn't see the leaves on the trees. Over recent years the lemon groves have diminished as the price of lemons has dropped and many prefer to sell their land for building purposes.
I still can't resist a lemon straight off the tree, with all its lumps and bumps, not at all like the too perfect ones from the supermarket.
I love to paint them and eat them.