#my trees

[sorciere-verte]

Blessed.

[jewishbarbies]

last year i bought (2) blueberry bush starts from walmart for like $10 or something and now both pots have trees growing out of them that rode here in the blueberries. one of them is supposedly a black cottonwood and the other is a willow. the cottonwood is over 6ft atp so im gonna get it in the ground after this weekend but it’s supposed to be massive. if that’s actually a willow in the other one, im going to scream. I need to name them.

[ptsdtism]

my babies 🌲🌲

[sofiaflorina2021]

My Rambutan Tree in My House's Garden

My rambutan tree in my house. Very tall, isn't it? From early October to mid December 2025, this tree bore quite many fruits. Only my sister eats rambutan, my mother and I don't. I used to like eating rambutan but I don't know when I didn't like it anymore.

As I ever wrote in my post about my avocado tree, this rambutan tree is also an old tree and has been very good to my family all this time. In that post I mentioned about my house well and you can see that well in this post. This is not to show off parts of my house, okay.

Many rambutans cannot be picked because they were too high and as a result fell when they were rotten. Our ladder was also broken so it couldn't be used at that time. I didn't know who to give it to, right? Do you like eating rambutan?

Anyway, don't mind the back of the car, it was my late grandfather's car and it's been broken for a long time. I want to make a post about that car later.

Taken on Sunday, 23 November, 2025 from 13:42 to 13:54 with Samsung Galaxy A05s in my house's garden.

[lightthewaybackhome]

Standing in my backyard, toes in the grass, face to the sky, taking in the color green, the wind in the leaves, the early morning bird song. I'm so thankful for spring.

[that-crazy-scorpio-man]

Aw yeah!!!  Redbuds have started to bloom!!!

[pourquoicommentparceque]

Quand, ce matin, il y a eu, dans le vent, une odeur de feu de bois et que, l’espace d’un instant, j’étais de nouveau en Corrèze, assise sur le banc du cantou à écouter le bois craquer dans l’âtre. 

When, this morning, there was a smell of wood fire in the wind and that, for a moment, I was again in Corrèze, sitting on the cantou bench listening to the wood crack in the fireplace.