This is a bit of a stretch, because I can't see these borrowed landscapes from my house. But I love seeing them as I drive around Fredericksburg: the huge flowering quince on William Street catty-corner from Jake and Mike's; the wild pear trees seen from the bridge to nowhere, revealing themselves among the bare branches of other trees, then subsiding into anonymous green in a few weeks; the weeping cherry trees along Wakefield Avenue in Ferry Farm. I don't grow any of these myself, but I enjoy the fruits of other people's labors.
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