..or storms, bring flowers.I have no idea of what this is. I 'think' it's a shrub that got ahead of itself. It was, a few years ago, a twig planted by a bird. It's now a tree, and yes...it's totally trashing the roof over the patio and the garage. I was so fascinated by it that I put off trimming it, and now it would take more muscles than I have and a gas chain saw..so I'll do a Scarlet O'Hara and think about it tomorrow.
In the meantime, I totally adore it's blooms. Even when they fall off in the rain and become a design element to mud. And cover the patio. Because they smell soooooo good! You can even get a whiff of the scent out in front of the house. Not an overpowering sweet smell...just fresh and good.
So it's name is Flower Tree. And when I do have to trim off some drooping branches because they are threatening to keep me from leaving the patio, I ask it's pardon.
I took these pics late last evening, so the tree shot really doesn't show the little blooms that almost completely cover it but I wanted you to see how big it is.