Fuzzy Buds.
Like Linda, I've been eying the magnolias blooming. (I lived in the South just long enough that in my head it sounds slow and drawn out "mag-know-yahs" but it would never come out of my mouth like that.) These are in the courtyard downstairs. As I was taking the pictures I was thinking of them as 'fuzzy buds' (see the last 3), which then made me laugh because, well, anything can sound dirty if you try hard enough. Sometimes it's nice to be able to keep yourself entertained without having to rely on anyone else.
I wanted to get some better macros of the inside, but it involves getting up on a slippery ledge, and it hasn't stopped raining long enough in the last 2 days for me to get back out there. Maybe this weekend...
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