Pretty ordinary #009
There’s not much I don’t like about magnolia trees. Their thick, waxy leaves, low-hanging, climbable branches and attractive shape make them a favorite feature in any southern landscape. We were fortunate to inherit two enormous, aged specimens with the Ordinary House. They sit in an ideal habitat at the bottom of the yard, on the banks of Stillhouse Creek. For the past few weeks, they’ve been particularly beautiful, as their huge, creamy white flowers emerge for a late spring show.
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Don’t know if I shared with you that the very old magnolia tree near the sidewalk was once magnificiant. It’s large lower limb was my hang out place and My “cover” for hiding out. We always referred to her as “Old Maggie.” For some time Mom used to tell us it was the olldest magnolia tree in NC, but then she was prone to exaggeration…Take good care of her.
That tree was being strangled by wisteria and ivy, which I removed late last fall. It seems to be happier now, and I’m hoping it makes a full recovery. It may not be the oldest magnolia in NC, but judging by the trunk diameter, it’s up there.