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Passing the units in my little condo complex on my way out to the car is like running a competitive gauntlet of seasonal wreaths. No matter what the season.
B2 and B4 always have something country-cute. B3 goes for sparkle, most probably purchased at Drug Fair. B1 has a rotating cast of wreaths that look like thrown-together leaves in the shape of a vagina, and I always wonder who in heck the provider of such wreaths could possibly be. B6 has the only empty door, as the inhabitant is a stodgy old man who refers to women as "broads" and refuses to catch my eye.
Now that spring is imminent (it is!), it's time for me to replace my own Joanne's Fabric winter wreath with something more efflorescent. Perhaps from Dancing Circle's collection of dried flower wreaths. Check it, yo.
