Spring Wishing...

Madame Magnolia, strong and steady after more than 50 years.

Well, after a two-week hiatus, I had hoped to have some spring inspired pictures to share, but the weather isn’t really cooperating.  So I’ve decided share some photos from last year at this time, when it was sunny and 80 degrees, as opposed to this year, as we are experiencing yet another large snow storm.  So, with a dreamy look in my eye, I’ve pulled up some of my favorite photos of the Magnolia trees in my front yard. 

Full Bloom. 

 The first photo is of a Magnolia that is over 50 years old.  Its full bloom is truly amazing and it was a pure joy to come home to this sight and smell everyday.  I live in a house that used to belong to one of my best friend’s grandfather, and he planted this tree some time after this house was built in the 1940’s.   He planted several different types of trees on the property, but this one is by far the most majestic and impressive.  Its full blossoms are a sure promise that warm days and sunshine are coming. 

A splash of brilliant color.

The strength under the beauty.

 The smaller Magnolia with the deep pink blooms is a newer addition, maybe only 15-20 years old.  The difference in the size and fullness of the trees is a testament to the length of time it takes a tree to grow and flourish to such a great size.  The richness of the magenta petals of the younger tree is simply a difference in the variety of Magnolia tree, but I see it also as a statement of youth.  The younger tree flaunts its brilliant color next to the pale blooms of the ancient one, with its lighter burdens and slimmer branches.  Yet it is still dwarfed by the experience, strength, and wisdom of the larger, older tree.  Its burdens may be heavier, but its fullness lends it an authority and respect only gained by the passage of time.