It's quite a big clump of them. Mother has a tree of them also, but hers are nowhere near this far along. A few hundred feet, here in the mountains, can make a big difference.
We were back at St. P's thrift today, and they had a fainting couch. Now I ask you: how could a lady ever plan to faint at the foot of the couch, so she would fall into it?
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I love the description! I also LOVE those pussy willows!
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