This little tree brings back a few pleasant memories. It resides at my childhood home; an old white farmhouse perched on a hill overlooking the Grand River. Per my request, mom would snip blossoms from this tree and pin them in my hair. It made me happy. I remember a particular Mother/Daughter banquet we were attending with my Grandma; I was wearing a blue dress, knee highs with Mary Jane shoes, and of course, these sweet scented flowers were the finishing touch.
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