Frangipani

So that's what we're going for.

So bananas, Brugmansia, Plumeria, Lantana, Canna.

Canna is the poster child for this.

This is the one you've, you abuse the most.

A car pulls up, driven by Big Guy.

A beautifully dressed woman steps out, smelling of expensive Frangipani perfume and introduces herself as Mama.

She's accompanied by a distinguished, wealthy-looking man who calls himself Papa.

And Fofoci provides the institutional cover story.

You never know.

Frangipani.

Casuarina.

As in the casuarina tree.

Frangipani tree.

Casuarina tree.

Pomegranate plant.

Casuarina tree.

photographic proof of that.

Wait until I bring 500 Plumerias in my basement.

I can't

believe you and your Plumeria fetish.

They don't need light.

So, uh-oh.

Do I need to bring up Lemuria, too?

That's what Irvin needed, another hit.

Um, what color is the, is the, uh, hibiscus?

Frangipani.

Frangipani, sorry.

White.

Oh, and it...

Conradin and Frederick galloped from the scene of disaster, and did not draw rein until they reached the sea.

As they were attempting to escape to Sicily they were captured by one of the Frangipani, and imprisoned in the castle of Astura.

Their end may be told in a few words.

Frangipani was forced to give up his prisoners, and they were confined at Naples.

Charles went through the mockery of trying Conradin as a rebel against himself, his legitimate sovereign.

The arguments of justice were on one side, those of force on the other.

And it is remarkable that he persistently refused to see her, abruptly leaving his chamber one day that she had entered it by stealth, After a few months, a conspiracy was discovered to murder Duke Robert, which had obviously been set on foot by Medea.

But the young man, one Marcantonio Frangipani of Rome, denied, even under the severest torture, any complicity of hers, so that Duke Robert, who wished to do nothing violent, merely transferred the duchess from his villa at Sant'Elmo to the convent of the Clarisse in town, where she was guarded and watched in the closest manner.

it seemed impossible that medea should intrigue any further for she certainly saw and could be seen by no one yet she contrived to send a letter and her portrait to one prince a youth only nineteen years old of noble romagnole family and who was betrothed to one of the most beautiful girls of he immediately broke off his engagement and shortly afterwards attempted to shoot duke robert with a holster pistol as he knelt at mass on the festival of easter day this time duke robert was determined to obtain proofs against medea prince of ale dejli or de laffey was kept some days without food then submitted to the most violent tortures and finally condemned when he was going to be flayed with red-hot pincers and quartered by horses, he was told that he might obtain the grace of immediate death by confessing the complicity of the duchess.

and the confessor and nuns of the convent which stood in the place of execution outside Porta San Romano pressed Medea to save the wretch, whose screams reached her by confessing her own guilt.

I sighed, like Gotha in Rome, for a window to open and a wondrous creature to appear.

Perhaps it is because Gotha was a German, accustomed to German fraus, and I am, after all, a Pole, accustomed to something very different from fraus.

But anyhow, for all my efforts in Rome, Florence, and Siena, i never could find a woman to go mad about either among the ladies chattering bad french or among the lower classes as cute and cold as money-lenders so i steer clear of italian womankind its shrill voice and gaudy toilettes i am wedded to history to the past to women like lucrezia borgia vittoria accoramboni or that medea for the present some day i shall perhaps find a grand passion a woman to play the don quixote about like the poet that i am a woman out of whose slipper to drink and for whose pleasure to die but not here few things strike me so much as the degeneracy of italian women what has become of the race of faustinas marozias bianca capellos Where discovered nowadays, I confess she haunts me, another Medea de Carpi? Were it only possible to meet a woman of that extreme distinction of beauty, of that terribleness of nature, even if only potential, I do believe I could love her, even to the day of judgment, like any Oliverotto da Narni, or Frangipani, or Prince of Ali.

October 27th.

So, okay.

What do you call these? Plumerias.

Mm-hmm.

When I bring them into the winter, is it okay just to kind of chop them to where they have very little left, like no leaves or anything?

If you want to strip some of the foliage off, you can.

Normally, I mean, a lot of people will actually pull them up out of the pot or pull them up out of the ground and just hang them up, you know, somewhere just to protect them from freezing.

That's the only really important thing about Plumerias is don't let that stem freeze.

Don't worry.

So that's the other thing you'll need to be aware of.

Plumeria consider their roots to be very precious.

So you don't want to cut them up too much.

But you will want to slice down the side.