Since this blog is so new, it seems fitting to continue on with the tour of my garden. This is my grapefruit tree, the grandfather of the garden. The house was built in 1950, and I’m not sure which came first – the house or the tree. Every season it delivers the juiciest, most delicious pink grapefruit I’ve ever tasted. That’s partly the reason it’s decorated – to give my thanks. The other reason is the book, Garden Spells by Sarah Addison Allen. I’ve been part of a book club for almost two years now, and I can speak for every member when I say, Garden Spells is our favorite book by far. After reading it, this tree grew more than grapefruits; it grew a personality. It’s my apple tree…my fiancé even threw a grapefruit at me for inspiration. That sounds strange and maybe even borderline abusive, but read the book. I promise you’ll laugh out loud the next time a piece of fruit is hurled at your back.
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