I love in the Spring when the redbud trees bloom. This tree and maybe the dogwood to me represent spring more than any. I am particularly proud of this tree because I was given
this tree by my mother in law years ago. It was the size of a pencil and was growing in her yard. She dug it up and gave it to me for my new yard. It has been chewed off twice by the dogs and still has come back and now blooms every year. It now stands at about 15 feet. I have planted all under it in daffodils and when they fill in I think it will be beautiful. I also have a new redbud that O WIse One brought me home. It is a Curly Redbud. I already had a Curly Willow but am looking forward to see what this new Curly Redbud will do.
Blessings from the Holler
The Canned Quilter