I walked up my (gigantic) hill the other day and noticed that men were trimming a tree and there was a pile of beautiful branches on the ground for the taking. I thought, well, those are too hard to carry up this damn hill, and I left them there.Five minutes later, my fiance called me, and told me excitedly about branches he found on our street. He gathered some to bring home for me. He is much less lazy than I am. They are pretty, aren't they?
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