My tree is growing. Started small, smaller than I would have liked. Seemed a few sticks until Phil the Expert Gardener gave it a creative and healthy pruning a year or so ago. And now, here we are, still here after four or five years, and the tree, well, it is finally delivering: Leaves that are hearts. Blossoms that nestle in the crook of branches. Branches that the assorted birds and pollinators frequent on their way to the water feature that graces this circular patio in our grass-less front yard
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