The de Young Museum bookstore was having a sale last…
I somehow killed my limequat tree by moving it across the living room. Maybe it died of a broken heart thinking that we loved the Christmas tree more. Or maybe it was the ant invasion. Or perhaps it wasn’t really dead. It is now at least. There is no way it can survive Rob’s special pruning job.
I have to remember to get up early on Saturday to go to the wholesale flower market and pick out a new tree. Hopefully, this one will last longer.
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