I stood there in awe, my eyes drinking in the spectacle of the magnolia trees surrounding me. A I contemplated the thick clusters of blooms starring the branches, I felt a petal gently detach itself from the tree, float about in the air...before gently resting upon my head. I decided to bring it home as a memory of a beautiful afternoon spent in the company of these beauties.
Here is the journey in pictures:
|Language of Fallen Petals|
|Tucked away in a Marquez...|
|Petal in a Book|