Something has been drawing me to magnolia blossoms in the past few days. Maybe it's their fragrance, or because they are here for only a short time and my photographer's eye has been seeing them everywhere for the past two weeks. Ever since I saw a beautiful Magnolia Blossom photo by Imogen Cunningham I've been wanting to see inside of one, and photograph those uniquely curly tendrils.
Yesterday I got in my car with my camera and my step ladder and went on a mission to photograph the jewel inside the blossom. I went from neighborhood to neighborhood making many stops, and discovered that these are very private flowers. The beautiful white petals hug the insides tightly and the moment they do let go, the sun and heat start to brown the entire flower and it all begins to wither away.
I couldn't get inside the flower without prying it open with my fingers (while swatting away bees) which was impossible because I needed my hands to shoot. As I was about to give up and go home I saw one more tree at eye level and as luck would have it, the leaves of the tree had gently forced the magnolia open just enough to see inside before it all started to wither away.