This is one of my favorite trees. A friend of mine had a baby mimosa in a pot. She had it sitting on her desk at work. One day she held her finger underneath the little green leaves and told me to watch the plant very carefully.
She lifted her fingers and ever so lightly, stroked the underside of the delicate branch. In turn, the outstretched leaves immediately shrank and the entire branch that had been touched hung down in a protective state.
In just a few minutes the mimosa had recovered and again my friend repeated the demonstration. The leaves had the same reaction. Naturally, we all had to try it too. We must have exhausted the plant because after the fifth time it stayed in it’s defensive pose.
About fifteen years ago, I saw trees like this one growing wild and realized that this is what a fully grown mimosa looked like. The blooms are so soft and fuzzy looking. The color is an appealing pink and accentuated with white.
When I came across this beauty I made sure to bring my camera so I could capture it in all it’s glory before it looses its flowers. Hope you like it too.