The trees at our little park along the lake are pruned heavily each year. I think they are Planetrees. I should have paid better attention when my Dad-in-law was here. Anyway they pruned the trees today and the branches were discarded all over the ground – waiting to be collected tomorrow. Bea had a great time pretending to be a bird in a nest. The branches were really beautiful, green, straight, strong. I wanted to haul a bunch home and make I don’t know what with them. But then I thought better of it.






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