"Those bushes, numerous everywhere, with the hanging yellow-green balls, those, in bark and root, go into fever medicines.

They are not so much used now, but sometimes I have a call, and when I do, I pass the beds on my----on our land, and come down here and get what is needed.

That bush," he indicated with the whip, "blooms exquisitely in the spring.

It is a relative of flowering dogwood, and the one of its many names I like best is silky cornel.
Isn't that pretty ?" "Yes," she said, "it is beautiful." "I've planted some for you in a hedge along the driveway so next spring you can gather all you want.

I think you'll like the odour.