When I lived in Cali we used to have a big lemon tree in the back yard. My wife is a southern gal from the hollers of deep Virginia, and she always collected them to make lemonade. She would'a brained me if she ever caught me throwing them out.
When I first got this place, I thought the lemons were pretty cool.
Useful in cooking and all that.
They fall in December and July, odd things.
A few seasons went by of being hip deep in the dang things twice a year and my attitude toward them changed a bit.