Before you bruise your brain trying to find the cat in this picture, there isn’t one. This is a picture (and Haiku) of a tree. A willow tree, to be specific. Mrs. Womping Willooooow, to be most spacifical.
I planted he when she was just a wee stick of a thing on this day way back in 2019. Technically, as she was a stick and regardless of wee-ness, she was “born” before I planted her. But like a cat, we celebrate the day they adopted us. And so, every year, on or about the 13th of September, we celebrate the life of this grand arboreital specimen. So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Madame Willooooooow! Have a drink.
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