One year ago today, I wrote a post detailing (among other things) how when we lived in Virginia
I made some strings of pawpaw seeds. Today it was time to put the three strings of pawpaw seeds on the Christmas tree.
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For most of the year the pawpaw seeds are draped over an item of furniture that we have. |
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But this evening it was time to move them to their Christmas location. Here I am removing the first string as ceremoniously as possible. |
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All this moot genetic material joining the more regular trimmings of the Christmas tree. |
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Retrieving the second string of pawpaw seeds (me, forground), and wearing a trucker hat in a completely un-ironic way (S, background). |
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One of the seeds fell off as I took the string down from its usual perch. After it fell off, I held it out in my hand like this, and NJ kept trying to take it from me and I kept not letting her take it; finally we came to a mutual understanding that I wasn't trying to give it to her, I was trying to get her to take a picture of me holding the lost seed so that you (gentle blog readers) could see that a seed fell off the string. Don't feel bad though, since it was just a very small moment of domestic strife (more likely, 100 notches below the level of strife) that we endured so that you could see the lost seed. |
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Placing the second string on the tree... |
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...among the Christmastime phantasmagoria. |
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All this moving of pawpaw strings had been a lot of work already and was making me tired, but I put my shoulder to the wheel once again to move the final string to the tree. |
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There...just...perfect. |
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