Last year my husband and I bought this rather pathetic looking evergreen shrub from the grocery store to serve as our Christmas tree. I always had a real tree growing up, and I liked the idea of using a living tree. So we loaded the poor thing with all of our ornaments and loved it and watered it as much as a plant could desire. But, since we live in a basement, it didn't do so well. A couple months later, it started turning brown and the little needles started to fall off. I'm sorry to say I actually put our dear Christmas shrub on the back porch and left it for dead.
A few weeks ago, I was in the backyard bringing some compost to our compost pile when I had one of those HOW LONG HAS THAT BEEN THERE?? moments. Yes, that is our Christmas shrub, thriving(ish). Our landlord must have taken pity on it and planted it. I'd like to think of it as a pre-Thanksgiving Christmas miracle.
PS: Have a happy Veterans Day to all those who are serving or have loved ones serving in the armed forces. I get the day off but my husband doesn't. I will be spending it doing some much needed cleaning and reading. Gros Bisous.
On our first Christmas together (when we still lived in Nashville), Noah tried to convince me to buy a Christmas bush, but I wouldn't waiver. Now that we have our own place, though, I totally love the idea of a living tree (although I don't know that I'll ever consent to a bush).
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story. The little guy lives--bravo to your landlord!
ReplyDeleteNow you can cut it down to use this year too! I'm thinking I'm going to get a mini tree this year. My fake plastic one is just too depressing.
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