Another lifetime ago (Novemeber) I traveled to West Palm Beach to do the flowers for a wedding reception.
We set up camp in a villa that belonged to a friend of the mother of the bride. The small complex seemed to be built in the 1930s or 40s and was nearly encased in vines and tropical plants and flowers, with a pool and a little path that lead to the Atlantic. I could drink my morning coffee on the balcony. From my bed I could hear the ocean. It was really something special.
We set up camp in a villa that belonged to a friend of the mother of the bride. The small complex seemed to be built in the 1930s or 40s and was nearly encased in vines and tropical plants and flowers, with a pool and a little path that lead to the Atlantic. I could drink my morning coffee on the balcony. From my bed I could hear the ocean. It was really something special.
Not having spent much time in Florida before, I now understand why people flock there. It's lush, beyond. The vines seemed on the verge of conquering every surface, everywhere. The sun of California but the jungle of Central America. The slowness of the South. It took me by surprise how quickly I was taken with it and even still, I wouldn't mind being back there now.
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