A couple of years ago, Cliff and I began admiring a pretty tree about three miles down the road; it was a nice, shapely thing. It had lovely blooms at the beginning of summer. Oh, I wanted such a tree!
One day the man who owned that property was mowing his lawn, and I asked Cliff to stop and back the car up so we could see if he knew what sort of tree he had.
"That's a Golden Rain Tree," he said. "Have you seen it when it's blooming? It's really pretty then!"
I researched a bit, and found out it's a fast-growing, trouble-free tree. Sounded perfect, so I called the nursery to find out if they had one.
It is not a native plant, which surprises me, because I saw them growing wild in abundance all through Arkansas. It's easy to spot them when they're in bloom.