Those magnificent magnolias …


Well, maybe now – not so much, though we got to enjoy them for about a day anyway. As often happens with magnolia bushes and trees, the buds took forever to develop, opened over those couple of hot, hot days the tail end of last week, only to have the wild and wicked weather over the past few days strip those beautiful pink petals right off the branches. Now, sadly, they are strewn, wilted and brown, all over the lawns and smashed down, ingrained into and staining the concrete sidewalks. It really is a shame. I started taking pictures of the magnolia bush in my neighbor Marge’s front yard over the course of a few days last week. I thought the gradual opening of the buds would make an interesting time-lapse photography slideshow to accompany this blog post. Unfortunately, I clicked off two nice shots and then the buds were open … gorgeous shades of pink for perhaps a day, then quickly spent. Hasn’t this weather been horrible? It sure has wreaked havoc with my walking regimen and my allergies – in fact, I probably sneezed twenty times while writing this post. I saw the little ditty below posted on the Old Farmer’s Almanac Facebook site and it made me laugh because it is so true. Didn’t I just say the other day that I had already whined about the heat despite saying mid-Winter (or probably as late as mid-April) I would not complain about Summer’s sultry days? How quickly we forget and Summer is far from here anyway! I, for one, am glad we are returning to cooler temps for a few days. I don’t like storms, and if you’ve followed my blog since last Summer, you’ve sensed my apprehension every time volatile weather is predicted. My great grandmother lived on a farm and she used to sprinkle holy water around the house every time a bad storm was imminent; my grandmother followed in her footsteps and did the exact same routine. It helped because neither had storm damage caused by winds, fallen trees or lightning strikes. I don’t have any holy water to sprinkle, but I do worry every time it is storming as there are huge, old trees all around me. Some people like the soothing sound of the rain pelting against the house – that I don’t mind; I just don’t like those huge, jagged lightening slashes or the loud rumbling of the thunder. My mom used to tell me when I was a young girl that thunder was caused by God moving his furniture. Well, he must have busy up there and done a ton of re-arranging the past few days! Stay dry … our wet-weather barrage is not over yet and may be lasting through the weekend.

“About the weather, man’s a fool.
When it’s hot he wants it cool.
When it’s cool he wants it hot.
Always wants it what it’s not.”
~~Anonymous (posted on the Old Farmer’s Almanac Facebook site)

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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