You will, no doubt, notice the gorgeous tree in the front yard of our home. Isn't it pretty? isn't it sumptuous? You should smell the beautiful chainlike pink blossoms in the springtime. It smells like California. And not the stinky littered parts of California either...the nice blossom filled California.
But you can't. It is no more. That is why my husband spent a half a day, in the blinding hot sun, uprooting a tree. And yes, in case you were wondering, it was not salvageable. We strongly suspect that some kids tried to hang on it. We have neighbors, whose children are allowed to run wild, and they often choose to play in front of our house, alone, and in the street, I might add. They range in age of about 3 to 17.