This tree was planted before I was born so we are basically the same age. All winter it is really barren and then in the spring it blossoms into this beautiful white tree and it is just gorgeous and smells good. It is something to look forward to. The symbolism behind it is that there is always beauty after ugly. It is ugly before it can be beautiful. Like it’s sleeping time. We are ugly sometimes but the ugliness doesn’t have to last forever.