Going plum crazy for a special tree

On the Trail

 I was trying to recall what the defining moment was years back that led me to buy a home in rural Agoura that I’d given the “stink eye” to six months earlier.
It wasn’t meeting the neighbors, who were standoffish at best, or the price, which was too high, or the setting, which was shaded to the point of gloominess. At first glance on a November afternoon, the long-vacant property didn’t sing any siren song to me.
Then April rolled around, the standoffish neighbors were replaced by a graci...

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