It's pronounced for-SITH-ee-ah, unless it's in the yard of an elderly actor who is the perpetually hidden boss of three hot babes who put their bodies in danger on secret missions... (ba da boom)

The bushes here are thick with blooms so that they look like little chartreuse snowpiles. I find that particular shade of greenish-yellow to be rather unpleasant, but saying that here will about get you lynched by the natives who seem to be very fond of that pissy color...