We have lived in this house now for a little over 18 years now. This year, the number of buds appearing are far more than ever before. I am not certain what it will look like when they all begin to open, but it is curious to me that there are so many more than ever before. I have a theory about why, and once I finish researching it, I will do a follow up. Perhaps by then, all these hundreds of buds will begin to bloom. Meanwhile, happy Sunday!
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It’s going to be magnificent!
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I think so, too!
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The Magnolia has always been precious to us, too. It was Mike’s mom’s favorite flowering tree. After she passed we were always “going to” buy one in her memory. Hmm, our intention was good! I can’t wait to read what you unearth about all of this year’s buds!
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Thanks–it is just so astonishing to me to see them all.
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Here in north Alabama, the magnolias are blooming. I love to see tall magnolia trees, such a deep glossy green, covered in the large white flowers. The flowers seem to glow against the deep green leaves.
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The ones in town also are blooming, but mine never do until mid-May or later. They are beautiful.
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Oh my! That is amazing and I’m anxious to read about your theory after it’s researched. I love the magnolias of Mississippi; Texas just can’t compete!
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Hi, Beth, and so nice to hear from you again! True about Texas magnolias!
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I am wondering if it is due to the heat… They are beautiful trees. I’ll have to notice how the ones in our neighborhood are doing. We are all hoping for a picture when in full bloom!
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We can trade full bloom photos! 🙂
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Ah Magnolias are beautiful and the fragrance is overwhelming.
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Agreed. I do love this magnolia.
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cousin bena had a magnola bush and she was in utah!
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That seems like an unlikely place! My father-in-law took a cutting from mine back to Texas–it did not grow there. 🙂
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it prospered. it was not huge but it was not weak either. i used to mow her lawn in the 1970 s.
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and the song from dan fogelberg and the flip side of windows and walls.
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picture that. lovely imagery. cousin bena passed in 1990. she was unique. real name virginia aka albina aka bena
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There is a town in Mississippi called Itta Bena, which means home in the woods. That was the first thing I thought of when I saw bena.
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interesting.
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It is out in the Delta–flat land. I am not from here, but the sign outside of town says that, and I have read it in items that reference it as the Choctaw word ‘iti bina’ meaning forest camp, which has apparently morphed into “home in the woods.”
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i see . well the poem bena is for you. she was cool. join if you like. thanks for the exchange it was fun.
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My mother-in-law loved to cut magnolia blooms and float them in saucers scattered around her home. One year she insisted I take one home with me and do the same. That was the year that I learned that being in an enclosed area (such as my home) with a magnolia blossom was a bad idea; the scent gave me a raging headache.
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I can understand that–just being outside up close photographing them can be pretty powerful. While I do bring cut flowers into my home, I have never brought in a magnolia. I just cannot bear to cut them–they do not last long enough as it is, and at least outside, the pollinators can do their job, as well as eat.
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