A little more serious than Libby’s usual letters to Jane….
The magnolia trees are in blossom and I think of you every time I see them. The courtyard at work has four or five magnolia trees and they make the world a study in pink, white, and magenta. I feel happy and at peace when I look at them out the window or walk through the courtyard, much like how I feel when I am with you.
I think that you and the magnolia tree share a deeper bond than simply the fact that Great-Grandma planted one in your honor. Magnolia is an “ancient genus” according to a very reliable source, and you at times have old eyes and wisdom beyond your years. Additionally, your love of history and the value you place upon historical objects tie into this, but most of all your adaptability, resiliency, and ability to endure. Like the magnolia tree you are the first…
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