Downtown, the flowering trees have all but dropped their spring coats, lining the streets and storm drains in pink. Not here though. Here the magnolia trees cling to their blossoms, coating the air around them in the thick sweet smell of the south.

All I’d need now is jasmine hanging in great gouts from tall property gates and it’d remind me of Louisiana.

I know, this is a lot of flowers the last few days; I’ve been remiss to take pictures of them all this spring and had some catching up to do.

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May 4, 2018

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