Even though I spent ten years of my life growing up on a farm, I never noticed things like trees until we bought our first house. That first house was in Little Rock. I remember the trees had begin to put out like this year and the next week we had a freeze. I called my mother upset asking her if that meant the trees were dead for the whole Summer. She told me know that they would put out again. I guess I also didn't listen when we studied about trees in school.


Bradford Pear out front.
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