BY INEZ MCCOLLUM
It’s time for those beautiful dogwoods to bloom! The buds are popping, ready to open. As I look at them, I have special memories of two dogwood trees that bloom in my yard. Actually before those two, a volunteer dogwood tree came up at the back of our home and grew to be very tall, as though reaching for the sunlight. That tree, however, refused to bloom. Finally, one year, I declared that the tree would be removed if there were no blooms. The tree spit out two blooms that year, enough to save it. The volunteer continued to bloom for several years before toppling over in a wind storm.
Photograph of pink dogwoods
Pictures of dogwood trees
Another year, we decided to plant some dogwood trees at the front of our home. I wanted red (actually a dark pink); but my husband wanted white, “the color dogwoods should be!” We compromised, two red and two white. After a few years, one of each color died. Every year when the remaining dogwoods bloomed, my husband hated that red tree. I must admit, the blooms of the white tree were larger; but I still liked the red one. Perhaps this was a matter of standing by my tree.
Eventually, the white tree died and my husband replaced it. It grew to the size of the red tree. My husband still disliked that red dogwood. Finally after a few years, the red dogwood died. I thought my husband must have put a curse on it. He immediately replaced it with a white dogwood tree. It bloomed one year and died. It was replaced with yet another white dogwood tree. That tree bloomed beautiful pink flowers. My husband died shortly afterward, no connection to the pink bloomer! The pink dogwood tree, however, has returned to its intended white blooms.
I’m not sure which of us Mother Nature gave the “gotcha”, but I remember the story each year when the two white dogwoods bloom.