When you're out shopping, are you one of those people who has to TOUCH EVERYTHING? I am! I'm tactile and visual and proud. While out walking this HOT morning (it was 94 degrees and super humid...I know, welcome to Richmond) I walked by a row of one of my favorite trees. The mimosa tree begs to be touched. Seriously. It's flowers are a luscious pinky-peach that looks like soft fur. Go on, touch it. The leaves are just as ornate and delicate looking. So yeah, I had to stop and touch.