Every year we worry the tulip magnolia tree in the front yard is going to get pinched by frost. It’s a glorious tree to behold – the magnificent pink blooms can be seen as one approaches our house in every direction for at least a block. It is the first tree to bloom every year and many neighbors have told us they consider it the first official sign of spring. Every few years though, Mother Nature gets the last word on the beauty of the tree, for unlike other early blooming trees, the tulip magnolia does not react well to frost. In fact, frost makes the large pink and white flowers turn brown, definitely not as glorious.
Last weekend, just as the protective outer coating of the flower beds fell off, the temperatures plummeted down into the twenties and thirties. We despaired our tree would be a huge brown mess and not a glorious pink one. And while there is some damage, there are still some lovely, lovely blooms.
We spent most of yesterday afternoon outside, reveling in the beautiful spring day while I took, not kidding, close to 500 pictures of the tree. It’s a sight to behold and the smell was not at all hampered by the frost, so the front yard definitely smells like spring. Glorious, delightful, pollen filled spring.
While we were out there, the cherry tree blossoms started opening up and I noticed the dogwoods starting to move towards blooming.
What really made me happy though was what I saw out there today:
I’d say spring has sprung.