Crepe Murder

A neighborhood who trims together, blooms together.

It's that time of year, the annual trimming of the crepe myrtles. This always makes me a little nervous when the men get together and whack all the trees down to the knots every year. How can that poor tree come back from that... but come back they do. When it's done right. So we all get together and trim at the same time so everything grows and blooms at the same rate. We're just that obsessed.