sprung

i love spring.  it is my favourite season.  spring in vancouver is particularly delightfiul as it seems to last longer here than anywhere else i have ever lived. 

spring arrives, typically it seems, in january with snowdrops and crocuses... followed by those amazing daffodils. riotously callling out springs official arrival.... and the season runs straight through until some time in june, when summer decides to visit.  we are in high   

daffodil time right now...

spring also means flowering trees: cherry, crab apple and, of course, magnolias. 

when i was small i thought my grandmorher's magnolia tree was the only one in the world.  a beautiful od tree wih blossoms so magnificent that when they fell to the ground in a pink carpet a tiny bit of my heart broke. but that was toronto. since moving to vancouver i have learned that there exists an army of magnificent magnolias (though my grandmother's tree is still queen).  in this army we find one magnolia more magestically beautiful than the next. 

The magnolia tree just outside our house is in bloom now.  and every morning it makes me smile.  i even look forward to walking on the pink carpet of petals... though a bit of my heart may still find itself a little broken...

i wonder if we can plant flowers and tree in our garden. there do not appear to be any rules against it... maybe i will get to have my own magnolia tree... and maybe, just maybe a small person will gaze at it from across the streeet and marvel at its majesty...