The rainy season transforms the Plumeria (aka, Frangipani) in my rooftop garden. Large lush leaves sprout from naked stalks and flowers materialize, perfuming the terrace with the heady scent of the tropics. Ahhh…
“And all of us with our closed eyes smelled the frangipani blossoms in the big rectangles of open wall, flowers so sweet they conjure up sin or heaven, depending on which way you are headed.” — Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible
So capturing, enough to hope for heaven. Can Imagine the fragrance from here, so far afar !!
Ahhh, yes, the scent is heavenly!