An old photograph of a frangipani tree

Tonight while walking home, I saw a frangipani tree. It has been there for as long as I remember, but today it looked so familiar that it looked different. It must have been the angle of the light from the moon... The leaves looked almost black, and the effect of the white flowers on the black leaves made it look like an old faded photograph. It was in front of a faded red brick wall, and the building and guard house in the background looked as if it was transported from the early 80s.

It felt like I was looking at that same frangipani tree 20 years ago, when I was still a child, but now I look with 29 year old eyes.

Ever wonder why we think of the past in sepia tones?