The flame trees just get gawdier and gawdier. With the gray of the rainy season, they stand out against the background. When our gray truck is parked under them, the flowers fall on the truck, making it look like it's all decked out for a wedding.
If they could talk, they would have a voice that yells, "Gotcha! Can't get more obnoxious than me!" and it would be hoarse, and loud and full of life.
1 comment:
Stunning picture and indeed you can imagine it with a loud voice - a fairly assertive creature, this one.
I never realized you were also on blogger (more than once actually!) but recognized the nickname instantly.
Thanks for visiting.
N.
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