I love magnolia trees–the thick, shiny leaves of the towering trees seem more perfect than the waxed leaves in a store display, and the delicate white petals of the flower have a tantalizing fragrance I’ve never found anywhere else. But what I love most about the magnolia is that it’s synonymous with the deep south (even though it does grow in other places), an area that holds an intrigue for me that goes far beyond Gone With the Wind. Continue reading Me and Steel Magnolias–The Movie →