Dana and Amir, who so kindly gave my tree fridge-space for the first few delicate days of its life, came over to witness the event. After a delicious dinner prepared by Hannah I was even able to serve a vaguely tree-themed dessert. Then it was time to remove the plant.
Not much has happened in 20 days, apart from the pebbles on top taking on a strange orange tinge. Am I barking up the wrong tree? Should I take a leaf out of a gardening book? Maybe branch out into other activities? I hope, like me, you'll be rooting for the little fellow.
Tree huggers unite!
Hey, it's a dessert that looks like a tree (if you close your eyes).
The miracle of birth. Welcome to the world, tree.
