The backyard is heavy with the scent of magnolia blossoms. Briefly I feel drunk, swimming in the sweet smell and humid air.
The catalpa is flowering. This is the first year it has flowered. Small, white, trumpet-shaped, with some purple and yellow markings.
I snapped some pictures throughout the yard. O, I have many I want to post. It will be a while, though, as our main computer (which has the photo software) is temporarily unavailable. Sadly, the fan died Sunday.