Years ago, in our front yard on Arthur Street in Springfield Massachusetts grew a catalpa tree. Large leaves with long bean-like pods and white pungent flowers that stuck to the sidewalk where they fell. That was a long time ago and the tree has since been taken down. In all the places I lived since childhood, I never did see another. Till now. I’ve been in this part of Cleveland for ten years and walked by it many times, yet never did see it, standing right in front of me. A joyful discovery.
There’s Steve walking on home.