Stopping off at Union Square today after work in NYC to see the magnolia trees, I found them in full bloom and they changed my day completely. Magnolia blossoms give only a faint scent but it permeated the area. Occupy Wall Street was meeting quietly at the south end of the park. Beside them toward the west side of the park a dozen people were paired off playing chess with intense deliberation. Further toward the west side of the park is the Gandhi statue, and from where I sat on an old wooden bench it looked like the blossoms were opening to follow him along his way.
Between the magnolia branches I could see children playing at the north end of the park next to caretakers. Other plants were pushing up their first shoots and leaves reaching for the sun. The farmers market was bustling around the square selling vegetables, pussy willows, cherry tree branches, potted perennial flowers and herbs. The noise here doesn’t trouble the flowering trees, responding as generations past have to the lengthened hours of sunlight. Regardless of our traffic, commerce and protests, the flowers open and release their fragrance.
A sparrow nestled in a grand flowering magnolia. She looked so small among the voluptuous blossoms. Yes, spring caught me today and lifted me up into her scented branches along with the little birds. I went back down the subway stairs with a silly smile on my face, and 3 tiny pots of miniature iris in a bag to plant behind the apartment another day. I say that I love autumn and I write what readers call horror, but today I really do love spring.
What flowers are opening where you live?