Jovial Tuesday
Way back in 1802, when we lived in Cheshire, we had a Pink Dogwood that was simply stunning in the Spring. Then when we moved near the Blue Ridge in Virginia, I fell in love with Red-buds. However, each time I would bug the Pres for one, he would tell me to "go for a walk in the woods."
Shortly after we moved back to Connecticut, my daughter and Angel came to visit. With them they brought a potted tree about four feet tall. It had no leaves. It wasn't until after they left that I realized that it also had no tag. Asking my daughter what it was back then, she said she couldn't remember yet assured me that it would have red leaves and it "would look great against all that green you have."
Tuesday morning my daughter and Angel returned from their relaxing vacation in Aruba.
Appropriately her little tree blossomed that same morning.
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like the RedBud trees here...when they have the little pink buds all over...i just about melt!
yay for you!! a tree with PINK!