Like Lear on the Moors

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!

– William Shakespeare, King Lear


  

Before wind (left); after (right)

Had access to a digital camera this weekend, and so I made the most of it by taking pics of this and that.

Glad I made the effort because the winds we had last night left the magnolia tree in the front yard looking like fall had come. (See today’s photo, right. Same tree, roughly same shot, less than 24 hours later…)

White bracts (the so-called blossom petals) strewn all over the yard (in back, as well) and the branches almost naked, just a blossom here and there and the small green leaves starting to push out.