Summertime reminds me of my grandparents…especially their home in Georgetown, MS. I spent many summers with L.D. and Christine Spell in that sleepy little town. One of my favorite memories is of a huge flowering mimosa tree beside their little white house. My granddaddy never liked that tree, probably because it dropped pink blossoms in their yard all summer. There is a beautiful, big mimosa on the campus of ASUMH and I love to see its pink blooms as I drive into and out of the campus every day. When I was a girl, I pretended the pink blooms were powder puffs and I would sit for hours pretend-
ing to powder my face with them. They have such an old-Hollywood look to them! My friend Stacy Sheid reminded me how much fun it was to zip the little green leaves of their spines with your fingers. I think I’ll plant one so I can enjoy this beautiful memory at my own home in the future…pretending to apply my powder with the blossoms as I sip cold iced tea on the deck!