Sunday, July 17, 2005

Jasmine


My mommy loves me.

These are from her "more precious to me than my children" jasmine plants. (Okay, that status may be reserved for her curryleaf plants.)

Mom collected these flowers and strung them together for me to wear in my hair. She presented them to me like a kindergartner's valentine - shy smile, open palm. Role reversal.

Like I said, my mommy loves me.

10 comments:

shell said...

Yes, she does love you. She loves you very very much.

Eve said...

How beautiful! I love the smell of jasmine.

jm said...

Those are gorgeous - I feel as if I can smell them from here.

sharonc258 said...

purrdy!

My mom gave my sis part of her prized jasmine plant that's like 10 years old...


...my sis killed in in two weeks.
:(

suitablegirl said...

awww. your description of role-reversal makes my sternum hurt. anyway, my mom won't make me a jasmine mala to wear in MY hair. you are a very lucky girl. :)

cookiemonsta said...

i love mullapooooo

Maitri said...

Oh, how sweet! Your mommy does love you. I miss my mom now.

Chai said...

ohhhhh...so sweet. reminds me of india so much!

Roonie said...

I love you, too.

brimful said...

Me likey! Your mom is super ninja!