We have this tree in our front yard that was supposed to be a weeping cherry tree, but instead is sort of a creeping cherry. Every year the tree creeps a little wider as if it were trying to blanket the whole yard. Jason wants to cut it down (it is a pain to mow around), but I love it with my whole heart. The horticulturists believe the graft was messed up and I just have to love the messed up unique things even when they’re inconvenient.
You see, I really thought I wanted a weeping cherry there close to the red bud to put on a spectacular spring show. But a weeping cherry I did not get. I got this bumbling creeping thing that hardly blooms at all but spreads it’s giant awkward wings and puts on a show of its own, albeit a comedy. A tree that makes me laugh, how’s that for unique? How many of you have trees that make you laugh?
So I was looking for the metaphor here, but perhaps there is none. Perhaps it’s just about finding the small joys in the everyday mundane. A tree that makes me laugh. A daily smile. And that is enough.
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