Plumerias are my favorite local flower, and a lot of yours, too, judging from the feedback I get whenever I post pictures of them.
So tell me, why do you love plumerias? Post your answer here or on my Facebook page.
I’ll tell you why I love them– they smell like home.
My dad was an Army lifer. He traveled around the world and we, his family, traveled with him. Ever two or three years, however long Dad’s tour happened to be, we settled into a new state or country.
I loved it. I enjoyed traveling, meeting new people, discovering new cultures.
But I also loved coming home.
Between tours, Dad would be stationed in Hawaii. When I was a small kid, traveling in an airplane was a huge deal. And back then, when we arrived at Honolulu International, passengers weren’t immediately shuffled from plane to jetway to the inside of the airport.
Instead, when the cabin door opened, a rush of warm, moist Hawaii air flooded in. I would hear people all around sighing with relief, saying out loud, “Hawaii no ka oi.” And, “Finally!” And, “We’re home!”
When we stepped out onto the top of those stairs, we all took a deep breath of home.
Our beloved Hawaii was perfumed with the heady fragrance of plumerias.
I can still, to this day, close my eyes and smell the flowers. I feel the balm of tradewinds in my hair. I feel the sun kiss my face with its warmth.
Plumerias will forever, in my mind, evoke images and emotions of warmth and beauty and love– and home, sweet home.
Now– tell me why you love them.