Here are some lovely pictures to look at while I'm spending time with my mother this week. My daughter took them yesterday; they're of a small Japanese magnolia we have out back. It was small and scrawny when we first moved in 7 1/2 years ago. I almost got rid of it, and every summer while trying to mow around it, I would secretly harbor thoughts of running the thing over.
I'm glad I didn't because it's finally come into its own. This is the first year that I have been absolutely delighted with its springtime offering.
Patience is all that was needed.