These days there is nothing I enjoy more than spending my weekends at my parents' house doing all the activities that bring me pleasure and that I don't really have...
Hope you enjoyed the photos and we leave you with a poem that perfectly conveys our feelings during these incredible spring days. Just replace “peonies” with “magnolia flowers” and you’ll find that it describes all the emotions we wanted to transmit through our photos.
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.
Today by Billy Collins