THE MAGNOLIA TREE

in the garden of the Rathaus. The flowers are appearing, not yet full out.
Normally we stand under the tree, but a lady we happen to meet ofters in town (she seems always walking around) told us her secret.
She asked us to follow her on the steps inside the building, opened a window and there we saw the tree from above. A new perspective for us.
The same lady had another place she would love to show us, a bit further away, where we could see in a garden an extraordinary cockerel, and a second one, and many hens. But no we wanted to go home before it would rain again.
In the morning I had worked in the garden. 
In the afternoon we walked into town.
The weather was very changeable, one moment sun, another moment rain.