Magnolias

Rooted in my first back yard
is an old Magnolia tree.
Small it was,
when small was I...
Now taller than the third floor roof
its branches faithfully announce
the thaw
the warmth
the next new beginning.

I've always loved that tree...
the way it peeked
into my brother's room
and gave shade to suppers
on the deck.

Yesterday I saw my first blooms of the season.

Not buds, but blooms!

As I crawled up inside the soft canopy

of the Magnolia tree

to capture pieces of its loveliness,

I planted my heart

in its sweet perfume

and rode the breeze 

toward home.

Joining my friends
for this week's
Bigger Picture Moment