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Masses of colorful bougainvillea and the fragrance for frangipani will forever remind me of the Maldives as that is where I encountered them for the first time.

Walls of jasmine and Rangoon Creeper will always be Mayotte. Although I saw many acacias in Kenya, not until I lived in Mayotte did I learn the texture of their seed pods and fashion their shiny dark seeds into jewelry. In Mayotte, I discovered breadfruit and, strangely enough, tortilla patata. Those smells and flora and tastes are inextricably tied to A Place and A Time for me.

As will certain things bring the Sprout back to Egypt.

S b&w

Bougainvillea will be Egypt, as will giant, woody seed pods of the flamboyant tree. And acacias. Even frangipani because I offered one to J for Christmas. In a few weeks, it should have its first flowers, sweetening our balcony air, a smell to help her remember a childhood home.

Smelling Bougainvilleaseed pods

Flamboyant seedpodAcacia seedpod


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Apr. 7th, 2013 08:28 pm (UTC)
Beautiful photos! I love how certain smells can take me back instantly to different places and times. I wonder if there's something special about the way the brain stores memories of aromas.
Apr. 8th, 2013 07:02 pm (UTC)
I *do* think smell is processed in a more primitive portion of your brain? So maybe somehow that translates into a more visceral, "relived" memory. I find the same thing is true with scents.
Apr. 8th, 2013 07:43 pm (UTC)
Yes, definitely. It's both strange and comforting to think that one day, when she's old, and maybe all of us are gone, she might catch the scent of a familiar flower and find herself back in Egypt.
Apr. 8th, 2013 04:13 am (UTC)
Love it
You know how I am a fanatic for little things like sounds and smells and memories. I like your post and pictures. May this stay in Egypt, in-grave in her brain the nice and hot breeze in the morning, the "camodiles" and not the klaxxxx on honk honk of the crazy traffic...
Apr. 8th, 2013 07:01 pm (UTC)
We have black locusts here, which are related to acacias, and I do *love* their seedpods. I painted a bunch to have as rattles... but then, I don't use rattles much in daily life, so they mainly just lay around until Jiji started using them as toys.

S holding the bougainvillea blossom to her nose is beautiful--all the photos are.

I just found an album of lullabies and nursery songs from the West Indies called "Under the Flamboyant Tree," and I thought of you. (I'm having trouble with downloading the album, alas, so will have to talk to the website folks about it... but they appear to just have moved offices...*sigh*)

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