Margaritaville has been bursting with beauty this spring. Herons swooping in nearly every day. More stillness than wind. Mother Nature has perhaps misplaced her calendar because there's been very little of the typical southern California June Gloom. Some evenings, there's barely a ripple on the water, the air soft.
Beauty indoors, too.
And beauty looking in from the outside.
Complete deliciousness, all of it--
in this place I call Margaritaville.
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Lovely in all ways.
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