Jacaranda

About five years ago my dad was in town during jacaranda season. We were driving on Veteran Avenue a couple of hours before his flight back home to Boston when he suddenly pulled over. He got out of the car, walked up to a jacaranda tree, pulled off one of the branches covered in blooms, and then got back into the car. "I bet Mom misses these trees from Hawaii. Maybe I can get this home with a few of the flowers still on it."