Branches, no banks

Branches today…after terra firma specimens yesterday. Fringetree, in white.

The other day, before these blooms had opened, I was trying to photograph the buds (classic wouldn’t focus problem), and the lady of the house came out on her porch to ask me if I knew what it was. White redbud, I said, surprising her. She called it a whitebud, yet we knew we were talking about the same thing.

For some reason, although the green breaks up the canopy/mantle of the delicate pale, pale pink of the petals, I like to see the leaves and the blossoms together.

Always forget the name of this…kinda junky shrubby tree. Shrub, perhaps…hard to walk under it if it isn’t pruned back.