Every year in April I start looking out my kitchen window and wait for my yearly sign of warm weather. Not just spring, but of a hope of summer days at the beach and late nights on the patio drinking wine with my husband as he smokes a cigar. Crickets chirping, kids playing outside, fireflies blinking in the darkness of my backyard. I am a summer girl, a surfer chick (who’s never been on a surf board) who can hang at the beach all day and just chill. This winter was just too long and too snowy. I’m dying for summer!
So this week I got back from my Easter holiday and there it was. My sign.
My Magnolia tree is in bloom.
You can smell it before you can see it. It makes my whole front yard sweet and perfumed. As soon as I open my front door it is the promise of summer – warmth, hope and cheer all wrapped together in one magnificent whiff.
I love magnolias. It kills me it only stays in bloom for about a week or so. If we get one hard rain it’s gone even faster. (and Lord, what a mess it makes of the front yard!) That week though? It’s heavenly.
The warm weather this week got me so excited for this summer. Inspired me for ideas for sessions and things to do with my son. Back to normal temps for the next few weeks, it was almost a tease! At least I have these to remind me when the Magnolia leaves start to fall…
