09.3.2012 Improbable Magnolia!
So on wandering down De Carle st, after casting my eyes in the direction of my fave magnolia tree (locally, anyway) out of habit despite its not being magnolia season in the slightest, I saw a flash of colour.
Surely not, I said.
I crept sceptically across to said tree.
There, mostly buried among the overbearing leaves I saw it: one impossible flower, a little worse for wear and waiting for me.
So enormously happy with that.