The delicate fragrance
brought me to a stop as I walked down my busy street this evening....could not
imagine where it was wafting from…it came from the same scraggly
magnolia that caused me to laugh at its impertinence the other day…blooming on the
edge of winter....reflected in the amber
street lamp…a waxing gibbous moon in the distance. First seeing, now experiencing the fragrance of this street tree is
the message: this is my environment. And, I have a new friend.
(Japanese Kobushi--the mountain
magnolia)
A gift for you - that amber lighting transforms the scene.
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