Monday, August 07, 2006

strelizia

"it is exotic," i explained to her. "it's blue-orange, and it looks a bit like a parrot"
to my surprise, she caught the picture.
"i know what you mean. i bought them once on the Canary Islands.”
“that’s the one” i said, all excited.
“there even might be a photo of me, holding the flowers," she added. "they had those special wrappings, to survive the flight."
“and .. what is the name?”
“that indeed is a good question," she answered.
so we kept talking, about pizza express deliveries and the possible meanings of luck. she told me about the feeling she had, to leave, and how it had started to rain hard ten minutes later, a rain that turned to fog later. i told her about a photo of Japanese Jizos, sent by a friend from Canada, and the way it matched certain Pages of the Mind.
“Strelizien,” she said, when i finished the sentence.
“Strelizien?” i asked, wondering what she was referring to.
“the name of the flower,” she explained, solving both riddles in one go.

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