This is a special gift for my sister, Carol. You think that I spelled blue wrong? No, that's how you spell it in French. She has a special place in her heart for the color, and I can see why. Happy Spring, my dear sister!
My neighbor Erin has kindly allowed me to photograph her magnolias as I wait for my own to bloom. I have a madness for magnolias. Their soft pink-white blossoms slowly unfolding in a spring breeze on branches that, a month ago, were bare. And so quickly, they're gone ...