I have a couple of parrots, one of whom likes to chew on everything in the house. I won't show you what she did to the fiberoptic tree last year or the pine cone wreath this year. One word sums it up - carnage.
At the Distillery District at the beginning of the month, I saw a booth with trees for sale. For every tree purchased, Trees Ontario would plant another one. How could I resist.
This is my little tree - a white pine. It's hiding in my office behind the laptop so that the little bird doesn't see it.