Monthly Archives: January 2015



Tahitian frangipani – taken with my phone in the evening with the moon in the background

I love this frangipani tree which I walk past every time I walk the dogs. It is a beautiful tree – pink frangipanis are my favourite. I always look forward to walking under it when it is in flower as the fragrance is exquisite and it always makes me happy. The owner gave me a piece of it a while back which I planted out the front of my house although it died. I didn’t properly prepare the soil and it just shrivelled up.

There are many scents in the air at the moment on our walks – citrus blossom, roses and murraya and all equally delicious.

We had a lovely yellow frangipani growing next door and my daughter and I used to pick up the flowers from the ground and bring them into the house. Someone on their body corporate didn’t like the tree because it was messy and chopped it down. We were really sad to see such a beautiful thing go. So was our elderly neighbour whose windows it shaded in the summer.

“Scent is the most potent and bewitching substance in the gardener’s repertory and yet it is the most neglected and least understood.  The faintest waft is sometimes enough to induce feelings of hunger or anticipation, or to transport you back through time and space to a long-forgotten moment in your childhood.  It can overwhelm you in an instant or simply tease you, creeping into your consciousness slowly and evaporating almost the moment it is detected.  Each fragrance, whether sweet or spicy, light or heavy, comes upon you in its own way and evokes its own emotional response.” –  Stephen Lacey,  Scent in Your Garden, 1991

“It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes will take care of themselves.” –  Robert Louis Stevenson

“Perfumes are the feelings of flowers.” –  Heinrich Heine 

Addit: We had a super storm since I wrote this and sadly the frangipani tree was destroyed. It’s a shame mine didn’t grow but I’m sure others had cuttings of it. It was a big tree, I don’t think they will replant it. I will miss the tree but I am glad that I have a photo of it and the memory of its fragrance will linger on.

PS: I was walking my dogs and got talking to the neighbour of the lady that owned the frangipani tree. We were talking about the storm and she said another neighbour had lived there for 80 years and had never seen another storm like it. We have had regular flooding events but nothing like that supercell that hit us. I said how much I missed the tree and that I had a photo of it in full flower taken earlier in the year. She said her neighbour had kept pieces of it and will replant it from the cuttings. I was thrilled to hear this and I look forward to a new tree.