Magnolia

This photo was taken using my father's camera in our garden. It's a white magnolia flower. I love this pic! I saw the flower and the colors, and just pressed the shutter...Every time I see it, it makes me think of Strange Fruit, a song sung by Billie Holliday. It's a sad song about the condition of the afro-american during the segregation period.

Here are the lyrics, and the song itself:

Southern trees bear a strange fruit

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck

For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck

For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop.