I’m reblogging this on behalf of the cold weather that has left me in a heap. After burying myself in three blankets and a quilt, I mentally reminisced about The Breakers in Palm Beach and the happy times I had the good fortune to spend there.
So if you have a minute, come on down south with me…you won’t regret it.
Wednesday, as I froze galloping around the bridle path, I couldn’t help dreaming of warmer weather which brought up my ex. When I think of him it’s always geographically. My few happy memories tend to be on holiday somewhere with him rarely present.
It was built in 1896 by Henry…
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