Woke up the day after Christmas to a white Sunday.
We thought we moved away from the snow but it followed us.
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View from the back porch |
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We decided on this house because it feels so private in the back in spite of the close naighbors.
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The miniature magnolia tree and the neighborhood |
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I love that we have this magnolia that I always wanted but never had except in my parents yard in Damascus, Syria when I was growing up. good looks, good smell yum.
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