a maybe not so successsful tale of taking pictures under the prettiest tree

Wednesday, April 10

There's this old dream of a house that we sometimes pass by on our walks around the neighborhood. In the dead of winter, it looks a little solemn and abandoned with an old cruiser bicycle on the front porch as its only sign of life. I sort of have extensive HGTV fantasies about what its restoration before's and after's would look like. Someone give me a hammer and a paint brush! I hadn't noticed the tree in the front yard before at ALL, until we passed by it the other day and it was suddenly in full bloom. The blossoms are UNREAL in person and they smell sort of like what I would imagine it would smell like if you were wearing a sundress, in a field full of flowers, with sunshine on your back, and a picnic basket full of egg salad sandwiches/dill pickles/croissants/blackberries on your arm. Egg salad sandwich fans, are you FEELING this level of fragrance?

So anyway, to backpedal a little bit. I was without a phone for a few days. {This DOES cycle back to the tree, sort of. And the guy in the window! See him?} The morning after I got back from my trip to NY {more on that next!} my sad phone with a death wish from the start, finally bit the dust. Sans phone/camera/instagram, no. no. anything but that. I had taken Everett out on our walk each day, passing by this tree more than a few times, loving the huge blossoms and my baby toddling all over the place picking up fallen petals and the suddenly 80 degree weather. So today! When I had my new phone with me and we passed by those blossoms again, I was sort of happy to finally capture all this fabulous toddling that had been going on under them for the past few days. And thisssssss is why, I completely failed to notice a resident of the household peering out his open window, probably wondering why I was taking pictures of his tree, until after we had moved on past the tree and up the street a bit. I yelled, "you have the most beautiful tree!" and he said "yeah it is". And it was a nice, I'm leaning towards neighborly, "yeah it is", so I think we left on good terms.
Thanks for being nice about me creepin' on your flowers, dude.

3 comments:

Sara Maria said...

That tree is a Tulip Magnolia and it is absolutely BEAUTIFUL!!!

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