Dear Edward VII (the tree),
You are lovely this winter. Lovelier, I think, than I've ever seen you before. Robust. And all decked out in your robe of white flowers.
But I have one question for you -- if I may, if you won't find me too impertinent: are those lemons you're thinking about growing?
I'm thrilled, of course, if you say yes. I just want to be sure I'm getting excited about the right thing, is all.
Do let me know. I'll be awaiting your answer.
Your humble servant,
Erin
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