...and every time we have, we've seen more and more beauty blossoming in these magnolia trees.
The color, coupled with the blue sky...it's definitely pulling my inner color dial that spins wildly with the changing of seasons, trying to land on a go-to palette for the next few weeks/months.
The blues, pinks, and purples have already inspired a bunch of my recet instagram images, as you can see above. My favorite part is this is not even a conscious decision. The magnolia trees have no doubt left an impression, and effected me more so this year than any year before.
I think it has a lot to do with the break-up (1, 2, & 3). I'm doing really well in a lot of ways, but am truly broken in very unobvious ways. Things that normally wouldn't bother me, have lately. I've gotten incredibly emotional after hours of strength. I'll be ecstatic that it's spring one minute, then be flooded with one of our many spring memories, and need to stop and catch my breath the next. People around me talking to me, not talking to me, about him, about work, about their love problems...I physically can't seem to take any of it lately. My sleeps's been off. Dreams of him. Time feels frozen.
But everyday we walk...and every time I past these magnolia trees, I feel lifted. All the struggles I've been going through in missing him, in being alone - -truly a palpable loneliness- - for those brief traveling moments walking under the magnolia tree, I am at peace.
I'm truly grateful for their presence in my life this year.
I had made up my mind that I wanted to steal a couple of magnolias.
At the end of our walk yesterday, that's what I did:
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