Here in the south, May = magnolias.
Last week, I couldn't believe that a neighbor down the street spent most of the weekend cutting down a beautiful magnolia tree in their front yard.
Granted, I don't own one myself (although I think I'd like to) and they are reported to be messy in the fall, but May brings such beautiful blossoms and deep, rich green leaves. When the girls were very small, Callie practiced her counting by counting the magnolia trees that she could see from her car seat on the trips back and forth to Jana's preschool! Some day, I'll have one of my own, but for now, I'll be content to enjoy the trees on the corner.
Last week, I couldn't believe that a neighbor down the street spent most of the weekend cutting down a beautiful magnolia tree in their front yard.
Granted, I don't own one myself (although I think I'd like to) and they are reported to be messy in the fall, but May brings such beautiful blossoms and deep, rich green leaves. When the girls were very small, Callie practiced her counting by counting the magnolia trees that she could see from her car seat on the trips back and forth to Jana's preschool! Some day, I'll have one of my own, but for now, I'll be content to enjoy the trees on the corner.
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