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Yew Gotta Be Kidding Me

February 13, 2010
I returned Wednesday night to find the Yew tree doing what it does every time it snows heavily. But this time, it had to be the lowest I'd ever seen it hanging.

Underneath the Yew.

Looking back at the Yew from our stoop.


Tags: Garden, NYC, street trees
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