While growing up in the South, I was mesmerised by these flowers which heralded December
They are called December Poovu ( flowers)- usually a pure purple, sometimes white and sometimes a mix of both. Very fragile and soft, with hardly any fragrance, they are usually worn in the hair.
I just admired them in the shrubs that we had in our back yard. After moving to Mumbai, I did not see them at all.
And a couple of days ago the flower vendor lady brought these home and I had to buy them and share the thrill with Anushka
Maybe I can try growing the plant. . .