The boys are absolutely sick of me stopping every block to bend over and smell this blossom or take a photo of that bloom. I'm named after three flowers (Heather, Queen Anne's Lace, Roses), so I can't help it.
These trees are everywhere. I took this photo the day we arrived, and three and half weeks later, trees around the city are still in bloom.
In the center of Taipa is a large walled garden with a playground and ponds filled with turtles and lotus. It's surrounded by high rise buildings and reminds me of our own little Asian Central Park, on a much smaller scale. Even on the hottest day, it's one of my favorite places to sit and read on a shady bench while the boys play. Of course, reading is hard when you see this out of the corner of your eye:
The lotus is by far my favorite flower, another reason I'm drawn to this park right now while it's still blooming. I've been stuck at the house a lot, waiting for various repairmen to show up. But when we can spare an hour or two between appointments, the boys and I pack a picnic lunch and eat among the lotus.
When I saw this purple flower on a shrub at the Guia Fortress, I immediately thought of my sister-in-law Heidi. She loves purple flowers. When I was looking it up, I saw that all species of this plant are considered noxious weeds in Hawaii because of their high potential for being an invasive species! Who me? Says this innocent beautiful plant!
For once, here's a flower the boys can appreciate. Well, not the flowers so much as the pointy seed pods. We used to live on a street lined with trees that would drop similar seed pods. When we moved in, we'd take an evening stroll after dinner each night to chat with the neighbors. The boys, probably 3 and 5 at the time, would collect rocks and pine cones, and picked up several of those pointy pods. A friendly old gentleman out watering his lawn asked the boys if they knew what they were, and proceeded to spin a tale about porcupine eggs. They fell for it, hook, line, and sinker. For the four years we lived on that street, they referred to them as porcupine eggs. When they saw this shrub growing up the side of a wall, they were excited to see that Macau is also home to porcupines. Or at least their eggs!