Nothing Is Just A


It’s just a flowering plum tree, only it’s not just that. For ten years we’ve watched a flowering plum tree with dark burgundy leaves grow in our backyard. Each spring it delights with pink clouds of plum blossoms. Today, we noticed that for the first time, the tree is loaded with cherry-sized, sweet plums. We picked seven pounds of them this afternoon, and we barely made a dent on the fruit hanging in the tree.

Nothing is just a whatever. It’s always something much more.


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