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A Good Husband Buys You An Orange Tree


 A great birthday gift for someone who loves Halloween is an orange tree. My birthday is in December and I usually get a variety of Halloween decorations.  Odd? Maybe to you. To me, it's wonderful. One year, my husband surprised me with an orange tree.  Let's just say it isn't easy to surprise me.  If a box comes to the house I automatically open it.  So that year he had it sent to his office and I never knew what was coming.  That year I was able to buy white ornaments at an after Christmas sale.  I cut various pictures on black vinyl to put on them.  I have black cats, cauldrons, spiders, spider webs, sayings, polka dots, etc. on the ornaments.  It has been one of my favorite decorations for years!!!!  This summer I found a black tree at a garage sale.  So I am excited to get some decorations made for it and add it to the house full of decorations this year. 

He bought the tree from: 

https://www.treetopia.com/

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