Tuesday, April 27, 2010

reproductive strategies

When spring comes, deciduous magnolias explode with a flower on each twig, while their fresh, light green leaves have to dig their way through all those overwhelming petals.





When spring comes, evergreen magnolias keep looking like the rest of the year, with their huge, glossy, thick, dark green canopies. But spring has come, and their handful of fragile flowers must be there, concealed by those overprotective leaves.

Ever since I was a child, spotting one has always been a rare and pleasing moment. It looked like we shared a secret, me and the tree.

1 comment:

  1. leggendoti, mi è venuto in mente questo:

    The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
    Sing all a green willow:
    Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
    Sing willow, willow, willow:
    The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her moans;
    Sing willow, willow, willow;
    Her salt tears fell from her, and soften'd the stones;

    parola di Desdemona

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