Pink and White Frangipannis: Floral Friday

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© irene waters 2015

frangipanni cluster

© irene waters 2015

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© irene waters 2015

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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13 Responses to Pink and White Frangipannis: Floral Friday

  1. Tish Farrell says:

    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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  2. 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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  3. 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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  4. Charli Mills says:

    Such perfect petals.

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