
The volunteer Golden Plum tree that sprouted from a seed in the chicken coop many years ago is always the first to wake up in the spring, as though shouting a thank you for its very existence. Even though it isn’t in the sunniest spot in the yard, it makes the most of the space it found itself.
Good thing the chickens didn’t eat the seed. Meant to BE!!! There…😌
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