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These are lovely images, Irene. I can almost smell their delicious scent. I so miss the tree that grew in our garden in Nairobi many moons ago. It’s a scent you never forget 🙂
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That is so true.The smell is delicious. I don’t know why but I envisage Nairobi as being packed dirt and I can see your frangipani in a corner. I’m probably quite wrong and you had a lush green garden. 🙂
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Oh indeed. Nairobi is full of lovely gardens, and flowering streets. Lots of jacaranda trees and bauhinias and flame trees and oleanders. It is pretty lush.
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They are all my favourite trees and similar to those we have here. I thought I would be wrong – I watch too many movies and don’t know my African geography that well.
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Kenya does have many arid zones, and of course the Serengeti grassland system extends into the Maasai Mara. But the highlands are very beautiful and Mountain Kenya has its own very extraordinary alpine vegetation -giant lobelia and heathers.
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Beautiful
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Thank you Raewyn.
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You know I love the Plumeria flowers. We only have them here dried so it’s nice to see the blossoms. Good in all sorts of love potions. 😉 ❤ 😀
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Such gorgeous blossoms.
My dad grew a traditional one, white with yellow center, over the small pond in our front yard in Oahu. Many years later he planted a dark pink one on the back patio here in California and the thing grew to the size of 2 side by side school buses, loaded every year with fragrant blossoms. One of the sweetest things he ever did for me was to string a bunch of them into a lei, a rare act because he never did anything like that for me, and rarer still because his fingers were grotesquely misshapen by rheumatoid arthritis. It was a gift from his heart in a way more special than anything he could have bought. I still have the lei, now dried.
Your second photo is like my dad’s tree. I miss him. Thank you for the lovely reminder, Irene.
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Glad to give you the reminder Sharon. I miss my Dad too and the reminders I used to hate but lately reminders have been a joy. I loved your post about your plumeria. I could relate to it in so many different ways.
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Such perfect petals.
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Absolutely
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