Little things that matters
- Paul Duong
- Apr 26, 2012
- 1 min read

The beauty of my surrounding. There is a red bush in front of my town-house. In the winter, like most trees in Canada, it whiter away on the brink of dying. I have never pay much attentions to it since occupying the place. Every time I look at it, it just a dry, eyesore bush, that cause me to think of buying an Ever Green to put in it place. Last week, when I went outside to go to the library across the street, this bush stopped me.
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