26 April 2013

they're here!



So it's that time of year again, where I feel the need to point out every magnolia tree that we pass, where I make a mental map of each blossoming tree around and divert my journeys just to walk beneath them.


I don't know why I love them so, well I do, because they are beautiful, but there's something else too. For me they have always symbolised a time in my life where things change, and usually for the better. From the first signs of Spring I start looking out for them, and when I see the first buds appearing I can feel my mood lift slightly and I look forward to the coming weeks and watching them bloom. The magnolia blossom has helped me through some difficult periods of young adulthood and I think I'll always look out for them.

The arrival of the the magnolias also reminds me this time of year three years ago. As I was walking the other day and admiring a particularly handsome bloom I was reminded of the Spring of the last year of University, when the magnolia obsession hit it's peak. It was around that time that Rob and I met and became a couple. I then checked the date and suddenly realised that it was actually the day of our anniversary! We didn't really do anything to celebrate, but still it was a nice moment to remember the time we met and the beginning of our relationship. Three years isn't long, but it's been a journey for us that's for sure. I'm happy to be where we are today, and even though our wedding anniversary will be in September I will still always remember this time of the year for all that it brought us.


2 comments :

  1. Every blog I visit is filled with magnolia pictures and I have yet to upload mine! I agree they are beautiful and more than that they seem to symbolise life getting better. After the insanely long winter they were definitely an even more welcome sight!

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    1. they're pretty hard to resist aren't they? hurray for Spring at long last!

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