I gasped in mid-sentence. I couldn’t help myself.
I had been chatting casually with my Mom, pacing in my room as I am want to do…
…when out of the corner of my eye, I spied…
…that the first Magnolia bud had bloomed…
…and brought with it beribboned Spring.
Since then I have watched and waited, day into the last light…
…to spy each beacon firing up one after the next…
…as an unapologetic arbiter of Hope.
Not the kind with feathers…but those flying on paper wings.
I lift my head upwards, reaching towards Beauty and finding it so comfortingly, right in my own backyard. With a nudge towards l’olivier, our lone olive tree, I whisper, “Come on, it’s your turn.”
Today’s post is my contribution to our International Bloggers Party. This month’s theme included the option of discussing “how flowers bring us inspiration.” Thank Goodness the Magnolia bloomed as otherwise I would have simply written, “How do they not?” As it is, I have taken hundreds of photographs of said tree to date and the fireworks have only just begun.
To read the other takes on this theme which include fashion and “flower power” please click: here.
With all of my Best from Provence,
Heather
Absolutely stunning images Heather ……. and what a beautiful colour your magnolia is.
Come on Olive !!!!! XXXX
Pour le jardinage, il faut d'abord avoir de la chance… et puis il faut apprendre. (; Moi, j'avais de la chance. But flowers are a lot easier to grow than veggies…
So beautiful Heather, we finally have a few bulbs springing up from the ground.
Mild days lately are so nice, getting out to walk is such a pleasure!
xoxo
Karena
The Arts by Karena
Seems we are both focused on springtime blooms this week. Either great minds think alike or we are both so very ready for spring! Beautiful photos, Heather!
PS: there was talk (well, texts) yesterday of a girls trip to Paris and Provence in the Fall…. will it really happen? We'll see… But wouldn't that be lovely? I'll keep you posted! XOXO
Yes! I don't think there is much that is more magical as watching these lovely harbingers of spring burst into bloom… they are so languid about it at first, like fireworks in super-slow motion, but they are gone in just a flash. Couture dressed beauties rushing from a ball. Ballerinas pirouetting off the stage. Ours is just finishing, dropping one petal, then another and another in a cloudburst of pink rain. It goes too fast. I'm so glad you captured it here, Heather. Just beautiful. Happy, happy spring! XOXO
Face au dèfi? Ca c'est nous avec notre jardin! Aaaaarhgh! On a pas forcement les mains vertes mais on va tenter le coup! 😮 Je suis certain que ton balcon va être magnifique, Silke…avec la touche d'une vrai artiste…
Eh oui, 20°! Can you believe it??
Bisous…
In our courtyard, yes!!! And it is a GIANT Magnolia tree too. The petals are starting to fall…it is so lovely…
As for the garden, after letting it sleep all Winter, Remi is back to work on prepping the soil. Looking good…
You are so welcome, Joy. I wish you could see the blooms when they open at the very end of the day, just before sunset – they are the most gorgeous deep red. And my family is in Michigan – if their Winter has been so brutal, I can only imagine what it has been like for you! Bonne Courage as they say here…
I am trying…which is all the fun!