Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor, Maine wasn’t even a whisper of a thought in my mind before meeting her. No, on a gorgeous summer day, we were enjoying our time in the quaint harbor town when she came into our lives unannounced.
Oh, what a lovely little house. So New Englandy, isn’t it? A charming seaside cottag… what the?
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, what is that in the front yard?!
It’s a butt tree.
No big whoop.
ARE YOU KIDDING?! IT’S A BUTT TREE! A butt tree. A. BUTT. TREE!
It was the best day ever, since last time.