When the petals start to fall, the whole ground turns pink. I love to stand under it when the wind blows and have the petals swirl all around and over me. It's like being in a snowstorm of pink! Fabulous, fabulous tree! It makes me happy!
P.S. Those are seashells we collected last summer on the picnic table. I don't want to throw them away but don't know what to do with them, so for now they're here.
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