When blossoms such as these - magnolia - are fading they somehow change their texture. From being fleshy and nearly reminiscent of leather sometimes - if you look close at a blossom - in their juvenile freshness, they change to a different texture before they lose their form. They suddenly seem to be made of fabric, old silk perhaps with the spots of age or change into an even paperlike consistence. But they are still beautiful.
This is what fascinates me so very much about magnolia blossoms - they remind me of a beautiful woman, aging with dignity and grace and keeping her beauty till the end.
"Magnolia"daily photos around Munich, photography by Petra Voegtle
