I have never managed to shake the notion that lemon trees are some type of miracle plant.
These bright yellow cups of citrus feel like they have been placed at the end of each branch by a drug induced fairy, instead of through an earthy process.
They feel like treasure, a precious find, a neon gem.
Lemons conjure up long lunches by the mediterranean sea, t…
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