Not our tree. We cut that menacing, apple factory down last week. No more apples in our driveway, rolling down the road, or worse yet me picking them up off the front lawn. It felt like potato picking all over again!
Jennie, I can just imagine you and your conjunctions every time you stepped on, or mowed over, one of those villainous mala. I hope you smile every time you see that stump in your front yard. I know I will.
Oh yes. There were LOTS of conjunctions uttered in the front yard over the past two summers. HAHA!
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