I love this flower.

I look at the petals, marvel at how fresh they look everytime. How just a mere glance at each petal leaves me feeling all mistily exhilarated. Even the faintest whiff of their scent is enough to make my brain feel as if it has been marinating all night in a pan of bliss. The touch.....the soft touch of the flower....sends miniscule shivers of delight all over my body.

The flower floods my senses with so much happiness......I can't help but smile all the time. It may make me look like a fool, at least I am a happy fool.

I can trace the happiness back to the day when the bud bloomed into such a breathtaking flower. How can I not celebrate that day?

Happy Birthday Frangipani.