Just Another Flower? I Think Not!
As a child, I wasn’t much interested in the flora or fauna of Hawaii where I grew up. But I do remember the colors of the flowers and leaves of all the plants. Yes, I do remember them all.
When we are traveling and I see some of those same plants, I am compelled to stop, stop right in front of the plant and touch its leaves or smell the blossoms. I try to recall the placement of that particular plant somewhere back in time–and that feeling is so strong that for a few seconds I am seven or eight or nine, picking leaves off a bush, or making a lei from some flowers in the hot sun of Hawaii.
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Quote of the Day for YOU: In childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking out. In memories of childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking in. ~Robert Brault