This is a redbud tree we planted . It is very small but looks nice with it's flowers
This is our flowering crabapple. When we moved here there was a white flowering crabapple near where this one is growing, it fell over in a storm.
This is special to me. This is our lilac bush. I brought a few starts from my mother's house when she passed away. That will be 7 years this September. This is the first year it has bloomed. It smells heavenly. I'd like to bring some inside, but I don't want to cut any blooms off it's first year of blooming.
When my mother moved in the house , that I called the little red house on the corner...there were three lilac bushes in the front yard. One died, shhh, we kids were jumping over it too many times. Mom used to yell at us for that. We were a pack of wild things, I am sure. But mom loved the lilacs and the little group of irises that were under the picture window. Honestly, other than some peach trees, violets and dandilions...we never had any flowers anywere we lived. Heck, we hardly had grass from all the thundering feet running around our house and yard. We always had a dirt ring around our house. When we grew older and left home , one here and one there, the grass grew and mom had a nice lawn. But I think in her heart she would have loved having that ring and us kids more than any lawn. Oh by the way, there were eleven of us kids...that's twenty-two thundering feet. I bet that ground is still hard packed. :):):)
