frangipani, my love
Tweet
Many times have I seen photos of this flower without knowing its name (frangipani/ plumeria/ lei flower/ etc.), but never have I imagined it smelled as amazing as it looked, regardless of variety. Viet Nam sure came with bonuses.
I learned it is called frangipani last night, when my love was watching a documentary about Israel. I didn't try to see it, though it's brilliant and I will get back to it one day, but happened in front of the screen when the flower was shown and the name—pronounced.
That was the third Israel related event yesterday, a rare occurrence. Going to a soirée for upcoming jewellery designers, I met Israeli Yaffa, a sweet crazy lady that a). recommended me a Lebanese (!) movie, Caramel (Sukkar banat), which I'll see ASAP and b) chose, of all my many Moo cards the one picturing Herzliyya beach at sunset (close to Tel Aviv), unknowingly.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. If you're one waiting for those holiday stories, whether you pulled my sleeve yet or not, know they're on the way. The process is slowed, however, by having to process more than a thousand good photos and, honestly, working and living.
Then again, you haven't heard much of last autumn's holiday in Stromboli yet, have you?
Labels: far and away, green babies




comments
links here
Create a Link
Homepage