Palm trees. One of my favorite things from home. I remember moving to Hilton Head and thinking that palm trees were not an acceptable replacement for the large oaks and maples that grew in Michigan. Today, we have a yard full of the old oaks and yet, I miss palm trees. They're ugliness grows on you. I'm sure the boys will never appreciate the beauty of them, with the ragged trunk and long "leaves". To me, they'll always remind me of a wonderful time in my life, when things were a little easier, decisions weren't so hard and growing up seemed like such a long way away.
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