Talking it over: Weeping willows
When I was young, one of my favorite memories is playing under weeping willow trees. My favorite willow tree was one at my aunt and uncle's farm place. It was a huge willow with endless branches reaching to the ground. We not only played under those branches but I also remember a fun picnic with my mom, aunt and cousins.
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