I think this magnolia blossom is more interesting than a pristine, newly opened one. All I had was my iPhone. I promised myself I'd bring my big camera after lunch.
After lunch, there was no lovely sepia toned magnolia blossom. The landscape company had come by to groom the grounds before Sunday services. Apparently the blowers blew away the aging blooms.
There's a life lesson, or two, in there, isn't there?
We drove to my sister's and celebrated Mother's Day yesterday - my niece was taken with a neighbor's dog, Holly. She brought her over to visit, and Holly fit right in: napping with my brother in law (Holly, only briefly), chasing a ball with my niece and internet shopping with my older niece, retiring under the chair my mother sat in.
With the wind and the weird weather, I haven't seen many of these in one piece. In fact, there's a small piece over on the left. That orange design on the inside of the 'flower' looks like a Morrocan design.
Thomas Nelson house...the back door. Yorktown is lovely! We ate lunch in a building so historic the restaurant operators had to cook in another building.