Isn't this just the picture of magnificence?
It makes me feel like I'm living in the south when the magnolias are in bloom. Mind you, most of them have reached their peak and instead have created these carpets of petals.
That is not my magnolia but I enjoy it just the same. Here's mine which is, in it's own right magnificent:
A couple of winters ago it was almost destroyed by an unexpected and heavy accumulation of snow that fell early, before I could get its protective bonnet on. It's an inspiration to me that after being submerged, weighted down by unearthly circumstances, struggling through an entire year to push and survive and bloom a few meager blossoms, then sleeping once again through a Canadian winter, it has emerged with a renewed sense of spirit, showing its colors and resilience.
To get to that stage where I, too, can show my colors and resilience despite the winters of my recent moods, my message to myself today: