While walking the dogs this spring, Natalie asked about a neighbor's shrub that boasted clusters of brilliant lavender-colored flowers.
"That's a rhododendron," I told her. "We had two humongous rhododendrons in our yard when I was growing up." We went on to talk about the fabulous tiger lilies in the next neighbor's yard and the hot pink crepe myrtle in another's.
Last week, during another walk, Natalie pointed to the rhododendron, which by now had losts its blooms and said, "Look! The sangria shrub!"