I love my flowers for their colors and forms. Some of them remind me of other things that I love.
This hibiscus reminds me of the orange sherbet that my grandmother would serve. There was orange or light green and sometimes a mix of orange, green and yellow. It was very cold so I would swirl it around in my bowl to make it soft and creamy.
When I look at this hybridized orange hibiscus, I see a bowl of swirled sherbet.
Sweet
FLOW
floweralley 
It’s a very pretty colour!
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One of my favorites. Thanks Ann.
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I had one that was very similar to yours, but now I can only think about having some sherbet.
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Ha. Me too!
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Beautiful! 😍
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Thanks Susanne.
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Incredibly pretty!
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Thanks bfll. I am deep in the liquidation phase at mom’s.
This is crazy hard for me.
That home was my refuge.
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Oh, how I remember that time. I pray God gives you strength in this act of love. ((Hug)) I took photos of a few memory-holding things I decided to part with in the hope of someday writing about those memories. Take care my friend, and know your Refuge and Strength is ever present. ((Hug))
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Tomorrow a person from an on-line company comes to assess. I hope she takes us on. I need this part to be over. Thank you for kind words of encouragement.
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So beautiful in both color and form, a flamenco dancer!
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What a beautiful colour. It reminds me of a peach melba ice cream we sometimes had years ago.
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I guess I will be craving that now! Ha
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