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Renegade Grandma Tree

Renegade trees are suffocating the yard. One became seven rather quickly. When I discovered the mother tree, I congratulated myself on a successful transplant years ago. I had babied my little forest tree almost too much. Never dreaming she was going to become the grandmother of the yard. Going forth and multiplying.

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Date: 9/13/2020 11:49:00 PM
on the rhyming of time everyone has to be defector!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/14/2020 2:25:00 PM
Everyone for sure!
Date: 9/13/2020 6:44:00 PM
LOL!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/14/2020 2:25:00 PM
She truly was just a pretty little unassuming bush that I chopped out of the back forty. I brought her up front, transplanted and babied her having no idea her intent.

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