Back in 1993, I took a summer trip that included a couple of months inDar-es-Salaam Tanzania. There, I fell in love with frangipanis.
I had seen this flower in pictures, but this was the first time I’d seen them in person. They were so beautiful, with delicate soft petals of white and yellow, and the loveliest fragrance I’ve ever smelled. I couldn’t get tired of it! I took a picture of myself wearing a frangipani in my hair, and when I got home from the trip, my mom told me that her mother used to sleep with frangipanis under her pillow because if their sweet scent.
I have searched for this flower in Toronto and other big cities in North America for the past 18 years. I have asked florist after florist, and some of them didn’t even know what it was. None of them had frangipanis on hand. And then a couple of weeks ago, Stu and I were walking down the street in Pai, and there they were. Two small frangipanis growing on a plant by the side of the road. Of course, I had to stop to pick them.
After 18 years, they still smell just as sweet.
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Posted by mum on February 13, 2011 at 6:17 am
Finally Fa!!
Posted by NoWhereMom on February 14, 2011 at 12:12 am
So awesome! They are so beautiful – I wish I knew what they smelled like!
Posted by Tanya on February 14, 2011 at 9:58 pm
They look like the ones I saw in Hawaii. Beautiful!
Posted by Nic on February 18, 2011 at 11:19 pm
Beautiful flower for a beautiful person…glad to see you’re writing this blog.