The Magnolia

My Magnolia

I have a few more stories to share with you from my adventures in San Francisco and this one, well…I’ve got to share it with you.

You see, on this trip back to the Bay Area, I had to return to one of my favourite spots in the East Bay, the Mountain View Cemetery (226 acres of park-like gorgeousness).  I went their with the lovely Anna to take some photos.

Just as we were leaving, I stopped by my favourite Magnolia tree.  I usually come to the Bay Area in February of each year (to take a break from the grey of winter here in Vancouver) and it is always just the time when the Magnolia’s start blooming and this specific tree and I have along history with this tree.

Every time I visit I have to see it in bloom and take hundreds of photos of it.

So going in September, I was excited for a little California sunshine, but knew it wouldn’t be the same as my February visits when the blooms are just beginning.

Except as we walked up to the tree my jaw dropped because there it was.

One single pink Magnolia in bloom on the entire tree.

Of course I’m sure that there is some logical reason that it was there, with the entire rest of the tree long since empty of any blossoms.

But in that moment it felt like a gift from the universe.

In Be Your Own Beloved there is a day where I invite participants to be open to love notes from the universe, and that they’ll know one when they see it!

This felt like just that.

A little bit of serendipity.

Somehow it felt like I was supposed to see it.

Like it might have even been there for me.

Have you ever had something like this happen? Do tell!