Oh yes, there were also those gorgeous Flame of the Forests.
|Flame of the Forest. They are just too much to handle with my pencil colours.|
Where have they all gone. Flame of the Forests were once the best eye candy I could ever get -- especially when the entire road was lined with the trees. A sea of bright orange-red on wide spreading branches that grew from a stout trunk, conveying such strength, courage and beauty. The trunks, with scaly barks, have such character. And when the flowers withered, they fell to the roadside with such grandeur.
And there were the Yellow Cassias -- clusters of the most cheerful yellow. There were many lining Brockhampton Drive where I used to live. I remember my sis in law had a brooch that was in the form of a sprig of flowers from this tree. I had a blue dress made from cheese cloth which I thought went so well with the brooch. She gave it to me and it was one of my favourite brooches. After the toil up the hill that was Chartwell Drive, it was a great pleasure to see the Yellow Cassias -- and the thought of lunch or dinner waiting at the table. If mum cooked her famous stewed chicken and chestnuts, that would complete my day -- with a flourish.
|And of course, the hibiscus. Almost every house I knew during my childhood has a hibiscus plant in the garden. And for parts of the flowers (Science lessons), which flower did we use but the hibiscus!|