That fiery Northerly wind has disappeared. Now, you wouldn’t know there was such a thing as breeze, these balmy tropical nights – except for the occasional rustle of mango leaves, of gently swaying coconut fronds, a sudden gavotte from the bamboo poles.
In the afternoon the clouds congregate – thin and wispy, they bring the temperature down. They’re teasers though. Last night not more than a dozen tentative patters on the roof – barely audible until I held my breath.
With the heavens lidded, scents move sideways. There are a few early blossoms on the Sepalika* tree outside my room – little orange canisters releasing their unmistakable, sweet fragrance into the cool of midnight. Frangipani and jasmine arrive from the front, pale and ghostly, like the moon’s faint glow.
Before dawn a fiery moon subsides into black shadow.
* ‘Queen of the Night’, ‘Coral Jasmine’, ‘Harsimgar’, Parijath’, or correctly, Nyctanthes arbour tristis.
Thanks Ilargia – it was fun describing the last few nights. I’m trying to build up my memory banks, remember! 🙂
still wishing you rain, but the perfume sounds lovely, perfumes stay in the memory, so evocative … i remember honeysuckle from the chapel entry at boarding school 🙂
Now, that’s a lovely scent too 🙂
it is like reading some lovely poetry – I can nearly smell the different flowers and my own memory connects with each and everyone of them.
I’m glad you were able to experience my scent dimensional post 🙂
Scents can evoke very strong memories. These are lovely to add to your collection.
I just wish I could give myself more clues as to the smell – like we do with tastes, and colours, in case I can’t summon the scent of the sepilika, especially, when I’m back in Australia!
Sounds wonderful! Terrific photo too!
Thanks Phil – my first attempt at a proper night shot, changing the ASO and shooting modes 🙂
Felt like I was there with you Meredith. You will never forget these scents….I know.
I’m worried about the sepalika, Madhu – will I remember that particular scent unless I smell it?
I too have strong memories of scents and your writing is very evocative, wonderful.
Thank you so much LG – I hope you enjoyed your scented memories 🙂
Beautiful description! It’s amazing how scents linger in our memories.
Yes, it is, isn’t it, especially as it seems we put such non-specific descriptors to the scent sensations – or perhaps that’s where it’s power lies? 🙂
Wonderful post, twg! Thank you for taking us to your perfumed nights. I remember reading your beautiful flower post.
Ah, good, so you remember the little orange canisters? They always seem to be exploding with perfume 🙂
Beautiful. Night scents resonate with me also. I love the night jasmine, frangipani & gardenia, and moonlit flowers. Scent is a good recall, the same elsewhere will evoke these memories.
I’ve got to start practicing calling up the smell of the sapalika in my imagination so I can remember it when I’m home!
This was poetry. I love the line about not hearing the rain until you held your breath.
That’s quiet, isn’t it?
I could “smell” them, too.
Fabulous! So glad you could smell it too 🙂
I’m surprised you can write when you’re surrounded by such beauty that brings words to you, but I appreciate your effort so I can be there, too.
I’m in the final months of a twenty year love affair with Sri Lanka and am trying to gather together all these little moments so I don’t forget … 🙂
The thoughts of perfumed nights are wonderful and the images your words paint are truly beautiful. I very much enjoyed this post. Thank you.
You can see me making my little memory cards, right? Glad you enjoyed it too John 🙂
Oh yes the parijath flowers with its heavenly perfume. In Indian mythology, Lord Indra and Lord Krishna are said to have warred over this tree.
No wonder it sends our senses reeling! I just wish i could find the words to describe the scent so I can remember it even if I don’t smell it!
I bet those flowers give out some heavenly perfume. Oh, how I wish I had made it to Sri Lanka! 🙂
You will dear, you will – and all the better for being a bit more prepared 🙂
I’m sure you’re right. 🙂
This is so beautiful M. You will have memories to warm your heart forever.
I’m counting on it, Angeline – and you can see I’m taking no chances of forgetting! 🙂
this was so beautiful to read…i could smell them from here
I’m being a bit lazy about the writing these days Jo (I’ve got important things I’ve got to think about!), so it’s nice to put together a little capsule from time to time. Thank you for your support 🙂