these are the once proud pink Acacia's that were determined to line the
northern edge of the shared driveway that leads to Fairy Holler and my
own home. Miz Mary had brought one and it had started sending out
daughters in earnest. Last year all of the small woolly twigged shrubs
were literally LOADED with HUGE pink pea-like blossoms (members of the
pea family anyway, they are in actuality, pink Locust shrubby trees)
that drove all the bees and bumblies and pollinators insane with lust
and madness for what lay inside the huge openings. Their smell was like
sweet hay warmed in the sun. They are now all gone and cut to the
ground now. Some things should be left alone.

madgardener, up on the ridge, back in Fairy Holler, overlooking English
Mountain in Eastern Tennessee