If I had time or motivation, I'd figure out the name of the tree that produces these beautiful yellow-orange flowers.
As I walked up the drive of our apartment complex, I thought of a Hindu wedding - where the bride's path is covered with flower blossoms. (I guess some Americans do that for their weddings, but they use giant rose petals.)
Friday, December 22, 2006
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2 comments:
The rose petals are SO cliche'.
Sitting here in rural Kenya, I've got the time to figure out what those flowers are. But, sitting here in rural Kenya . . .I lost the motivation. :) Off to watch the maize grow.
- loved your photo of the papaya-less papaya tree.
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