When I was very young (around kindergarten), my grandma used to take me for walks in the evening. We'd either go to the park behind my house or we'd go to this small road two blocks away from my house.

This road had a whole lot of trees on one side and there was a tree with really pretty red flowers that my grandma used to tell me was a rain tree.
Therefore, I called that place a rainforest.
As I was the daydreamer sort, the idea of a 'rain tree' was something that tickled my fancy (Only because I didn't quite get it)
I always imagined that it only rained around the tree therefore, it's a rain tree.

I drive by my old house everyday now to get to work.
It irks me to know that the small road is now the side of a new mall... and all the trees have gone.

I don't deal well with change.