I had the good fortune to grow up in a warm climate, surrounded by large hibiscus bushes, well-supplied most months with luscious tropical blooms, in our case usually crimson. But in Hawai’i they come in apricot too, and what could be more appropriate for this day?
The air in Hawai’i is thick with love—they showed Elvis in Blue Hawaii on the flight back, and there’s evidence. Not that you need any, with this kind of blossom all over the place.
The lower flower is actually not a hibiscus at all, but a Miro, famous for doing a good imitation.