The Saga of the Tree With Yellow Flowers

In spring when driving to town, Chuck and I always loved to watch a tree by Garza Blanca which was covered in yellow flowers. One year we stopped after the flowering and picked up a seed pod, a strange longish sausage thing. From that we grew two trees and we were eagerly waiting for the trees to mature and produce flowers.
Well, Chuck died before they got that big, and their first time they had but a few flowers, and something must have alerted all the leaf-and-flowers eating insects and what-nots in the neighborhood to come and enjoy this new treat. The trees were stripped down to bare branches.
But this year we managed to produce the flowers, and what a wonderment; luscious grape shaped clusters of yellow flowers, right here, right in my own back yard.
If only Chuck could have seen it.