A few steps from our front door, this Dogwood was a 12 inch high stick when we arrived in December of 1998. Now twelve feet high, it holds Christmas Lights in December and announces Spring each March. It survived a brutal Ice storm that broke Maples and Hollies. It has outlasted two Labrador Retrievers. It is graceful and elegant yet durable. Until today, I have been frustrated trying to make a photograph of it.