My Dad dug this stick up and gave it to me right before he died. It has been run over by a lawn mower, moved several states and gone through a drought. God has blessed me by giving me a single blossom. Dad died in 1996...the tree has bloomed twice, once when I married Hank and now while I am healing from this major surgery.
God is Good.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Magnolia Tree
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