I’m not sure which seemed more exotic, the purple hibiscus in full residential bloom or the Indian woman in her saffron and cobalt sari walking past my house to the bus stop. If I’d seen one before the other, I’d have picked a blossom, handed it to her with the same smile she offered me as greeting on our sunny morning walk. Then we’d have been equally magically blessed.
So beautiful!
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Thank you! : )
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Welcome!
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