At the nursery, a collection of firs at the entrance. Your Beloved eyes the Grand. It does look like a Christmas tree. Still, you’re not convinced this is the one. But you let him touch it, and also you wonder: could I love this tree? You’re not sure, so you take him to the native tree section. Look them all over, touching a few to check for resiliency …
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