I am actually a great observer of Equinoxes, those days when everything balances on the axis of the earth—but I forgot to say it anywhere. On that day I noticed that the magnolias had exploded into bloom. How is it that every spring it's like "tiny bud tiny bud tiny bud BLOOM!!" with a bang and a riot of leaf and flower. Is there a moment that always happens in the middle of the night? Do the buds whisper to each other and giggle about the trick they're going to pull on us?
Photo by me on my iphone
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