Most of these flowers I know from my many years in the tropics. Others I do not. Today it is enough for them to be flowers in a Bornean garden without the need for names. My grandmother, were she still with us, would have loved them (though she could never understand why I wanted to leave Norfolk). They are for her.
|This one deserves explanation: newspaper covers for individual ripening|
mangoes. Such love!
|Finally, one of the world's most remarkable flowers: |
Rafflesia honoured on a Malaysian bank note