It all comes around.

Remember that Bay tree? The tree I raised from a six inch high supermarket sprig to a three foot high standard? The tree I lifted to make room for our new patio? The tree that died?

Raising teenagers, whittling, spoons, love

Remember that Boy of mine? The boy I raised from a six inch supermarket sprig…

Teenage boy, love, handmade spoon,

Well, the boy and the tree came together.

Bay tree, handmade spoon, teenage boy, love

He made, for me, a spoon.

handmade spoon, teenage boy, love.

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