:: A jewelry collection to die for.
:: An inherited lamp (standing 3 ft. tall), proof that some heirlooms are meant to be graciously declined.
:: A cabinet full of colorful tchotchke's.
:: A lone hibiscus flower blowing in the wind.
:: A mosaic dolphin in ice blue waters.
:: Orange blossoms with an aroma so intoxicating that sometimes I think I love them more than the fruit they eventually become.
We are having a good time visiting my parents in south Florida. The sun is shining, the humidity is rising, and my parents' a/c is on the fritz. Bad timing aside, I'm loving the sights in and around my parents' home.
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
I spy
Posted by Alina at 4:26 PM
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Orange blossom or orange? He age old question... The only reason I would choose orange is if I were a pirate for my teeth.
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