Brown trumpet and waltz in Saigon wind

Not glowing red in the summer sun like royal poinciana flowers, nor spreading fragrance all over the streets like milk flowers, the brown cò petals leave a deep impression on people's hearts with their dreamy, beautiful dance in the wind. Once a year, in Saigon, the cò petals spin in the wind, signaling the coming of summer, a season of memories.

Brown rice - a simple "specialty" of Saigon

Brown oak or also known as black star, originates from India and is grown in many tropical countries, including Vietnam.

The flowers of the brown azalea are in clusters of light brown flowers. When the flowers wither, the petals turn a darker brown and are dried in the sun before spinning in the wind. Although they appear on many streets in Saigon, people can only truly see the beauty of the brown azalea when they begin to fall.

Someone once said that summer here without the brown egrets is like the sky without the sun. The best time to feel the beauty of the brown egrets spinning around is early in the morning or late in the afternoon.

Imagine when the sky has not yet spread the golden color of sunlight, you walk slowly on the sidewalk and enjoy the sweetness of the street, immersing yourself in the vast space filled with flying black stars. At this time, the hustle and bustle of a usual Saigon seems to disappear, giving way to a gentle and strangely simple feature.

brown clover and waltz in the wind

People often say that Saigon only has two seasons: sunny and rainy, after the hot and humid season comes the rainy and flooded season, neither of which is romantic. But few people know that Saigon also has a very poetic transitional season, which is the season of the brown cò flowers spinning in the wind.

The flowers of the brown azalea usually bloom in November and December, and the fruit ripens and falls in April and May. These two times create a romantic scene in Saigon. All over the streets such as Le Quy Don, Nguyen Thi Minh Khai or the Notre Dame Cathedral area,... are always filled with brown azaleas on windy days.

The brown acacia has no scent, no color, no taste, but it captivates and intoxicates people. That is when the passionate wind blows them away from the high branches, the brown acacia holds the wind's hand and spins in a passionate waltz.

Brown chrysanthemums herald the season of memories

For many people in Saigon, the flying season is also a season of memories. Adults remember the innocent childhood years with their friends picking up lots of fruit and running up to the top floor to drop them, dreamily watching the flying fruit wings wavering in the wind.

The boys and girls of those years now, looking at the flying birds, vaguely remember the foolish love of their youth, when one of them once stopped his bicycle by the side of the road to bend down to pick the most beautiful bird, then gave it to the person he loved.

At the age of eighteen or twenty, those simple gifts were enough to make the heart beat involuntarily. But then the following summer, the dried apricot was still in the drawer and that person was far away. A foolish love in the youth was like the dance of the apricot in the wind, full of nostalgia but also fading quickly.

The photo series used in the article belongs to Travel Blogger Ngo Tran Hai An (Quy Coc Tu) when he captured the moment of the brown clover in the early morning on some streets of Saigon. In the post shared on his personal Facebook page, he said he loves the feeling of wandering through the central streets of Saigon early in the morning, looking up at the rain of clover and then bending down to walk on the clover carpets that cover the streets.

"As a photographer, I also like to look at Cho through the lens of a camera, in which everything around is dark and only Cho is bright. I take pictures to capture the most beautiful moments of Cho to admire and share with you here. As a little gratitude for our fate to meet. (We are friends and Cho)" - Mr. Hai An wrote.

Let's admire some more pictures of his brown birds:

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