Cleaning out a bed on the east side of the house, I saw something yellowish sticking up way in the back next to the house. I pulled it out: this plastic nursery label. From when the house was built, circa 1994. Still flexible rather than brittle. (This is how I knew previous posts were Hetz Midget Arborvitae.)
Retired economics professor (“dismal scientist”). Married 40+ years to the love of my life; we have two grown daughters, both married, two granddaughters and a...