furry little balls in the spring. I didn't know the name of the trees, so I always used to call them "kittens" because of their furry blossoms.
To me, seeing those beautiful blooms told me that spring was coming and Easter was right around the horizon. I remember breaking off the branches and taking them home after school, petting the blooms between my fingers, mesmerized by the feel of fur on my skin.
When I was nine, we moved and I never saw trees like those again. Now yesterday, I was out looking at plants at a local nursery when I saw the furry "kitten" tree! It's called the Weeping Pussy Willow (get your minds out of the gutter! *wink*) and it's absolutely beautiful. I had to buy it! Although I'm not much of a plant person, and most of the plants I've owned I killed (mainly by forgetting to water them), I still needed this plant in my house.
Along with the Pussy Willow, I also bought the money tree. Yes, there's a money tree! I had to get it after seeing that name on it. Now I hope it sends money my way.
Do you have any favorite plants from your childhood?