Jeanine’s lemon tree has produced a bumper crop of lemons this season. The miniature tree has yielded 4 huge, very yellow lemons which I hope to consume soon in the form of a refreshing beverage. The tree occupies a corner in our breakfast nook and receives fairly good sun for half the day. I believe the tree was a gift from Jeanine’s father and I am sure these lemons hold a special meaning for her. When my father passed away, I requested his lambskin slippers. I think of him every day as I slip them on.