they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Monday, September 20, 2010

i thought the magnolia was dying.

i was using a loper to trim its excess and it's really amazing how much excess it has. branches that shoot straight up, born on top of more well-established branches. a canopy of thick, ample shade. and as i looked up, noticing how the sun beamed through the few places leaves didn't cover, i saw - to my horror - a few yellow leaves.

so i announced to b that our magnolia tree, the giver of blossoms and fragrance and shade and compliments and happiness had a disease.

'honey, look!' i proclaimed, nearly crying. 'it's dying. it has a disease. what if it falls on the house?"

his reply?

"um, it's practically fall. it's not an evergreen."

duh, right?


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