I saw this bottle brush tree, in the little village of Darien, Georgia, and immediately thought of my daughter-in-law, Susan. For some reason, we had gotten into a discussion about flowering trees and I mentioned the bottle brush tree. I told her I would point one out to her, but had forgotten. When I saw this gorgeous one, I snapped a picture and emailed it right off to her.
No more than two minutes after sending the picture, I spotted a folk art sculpture of a bottle tree.
What a coincidence... first the brush tree, then the bottle tree.
As I drove further through the village, I saw more,
and more of these folk art trees
Then two days later, I was in Chestnut Hill, my home town.
I walked into CU?IO, an antique shop . The first thing I spotted was a French wine bottle drying rack - another
type of bottle tree.
Do you think I find this coincidence interesting because of all of the baby bottles I have washed in my life??