You’ve heard it before…
“Had it not been for my camera, I would never have noticed [fill in the blank].”
As for me, I can think of at least 100 ways to fill in that blank, and very quickly too. The beauty of a magnolia flower would be at the top of my list. You cannot help but notice them when they are in full bloom, but it wasn’t until I photographed one, that I realized just how amazing Mother Nature can be. Little ballerinas dancing such a beautiful dance for such a very short period of time each spring.
These are two of the first photographs of a magnolia, that I’d ever taken. The tree was a block away from home. Huge and full of blooms. After that first year, just about 10 years ago now, I’d watch and I’d wait. I could tell almost to the day, when the first blooms would appear on that tree, and I’d be there with camera in hand.
Well, it’s getting to be “watch and wait” time here again, so one morning recently, I took a walk over to “my” tree, to see where things were at. I didn’t see it. I quickly justified not seeing it, by the fact that it was still dark outside. And so I walked. Up and down the street, knowing full well that I knew where that tree was, and that I did not need to be searching. Looking back on it, maybe my searching was my way of delaying acceptance of what I knew. The tree was gone. When I returned to exactly where I knew it was, only a stump remained.
Good-bye, and thank you, old friend. We spent a lot of time together, and you were a true beauty.
On a happier note, some of first things we planted here in Hobbitsville were magnolias. It will be a while before they bloom, but when they do, I’ll be there.
Have a great week ahead!