The magnolias are opening in all their lush, feminine, glory. Right now they remind me a bit of aging Playboy Bunnies. 
Still magnificent, but showing some signs of living too wild and partying too heartily. The frost has nipped the tips of some petals. The hailstorm, though thrilling, has left them a bit battered, and the translucence of their glory is muted in the cold grey light of a rainy dawn.
But still, you wouldn't kick them out of bed.
I've always thought magnolias were a bit like the local floozies. Now I know.
ReplyDeleteI actually like organizing and decluttering. Sick, I know. It's a good thing though because with the water damage crew here moving everything around, I'm going to get to re-organize.
Sweet, blowsy blooms,
ReplyDeletePut away your rouge
Turn your faces to the sun
Smile in translucence
Dream of crisper perky days.
Ah... flower porn... bring it on.
Love those colors.
ReplyDeleteyou're showing all my favourite flowers lately!
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