Several nights a week, Chris and I delay washing the dishes from dinner and we talk a walk at sunset.
Those are some of my favorite times together.
Sometimes we talk.
Sometimes we just walk.
But there are always the plumerias. We rarely go for a walk without Chris picking up a freshly fallen plumeria for my hair.
The other night while we were out we had to outrun a 'liquid sunshine' shower.
And we were rewarded with a huge double rainbow and the fragrance of plumerias on the breeze.