there is a God

The fair Dogwood tree. Our beautiful state tree. I actually do think that they are really pretty-especially when they are in bloom. There is, however, one thing (and by one I mean a couple) that I can't stand about it. The Dogwood tree is by far one of the smelliest things I've ever. It has a very repugnant odor. It's kinda like a mix between sweaty socks and armpit. When you get a couple of them together it smells like a herd of skunks (I don't know if skunks really have herds). Horrible. Also, like most trees, they're only pretty for about half the year. The rest of the time it's just a conglomeration of dry sticks and twigs. In my mind, it's one of the ugliest trees when not in bloom. It's all skinny and dry-looking. Kinda sad. And last, but not least, is the fact that when these trees are in bloom they leave the little leaves strewn all over the place. They get on the ground, in your car, on your clothes and anywhere else you could possibly think of. It's a little overwhelming-especially since the tree is everywhere so you can't escape the little white bloomy-things.
This tree, to me, is the perfect example of how nothing is perfect and that there is a God. You can't have it all. So while dogwood trees are very pretty, they are also smelly, annoying and only good looking sometimes. It's kinda like having a girlfriend or boyfriend. Yes, Brad Pitt may be hot, but he may just have smelly breath. Salma Hayek may have ugly feet or something. You never know. Just be happy with yourself and what God gave you. You can't spell Dogwood withough God. Maybe this little tree is trying to tell us something. Haha.