Slowly upon slowly the flowers are appearing trying to wake up and stretch out in the warm daylight. But alas the cold spring, wet and windy is still upon us, making us wait anxiously. Making the buds and early bearers of spring life want to bed back down... crawl back in and wake up later on mid Sunday afternoon. That's what I feel like... can you tell?
Thanks Magnolia for being courageous and blazing the way with your delicate yet hearty blooms. It's hard to remember that this happens every single year.

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