Memories
menories
pat petho • charlotte, NC
When my husband was alive, we would come here every year. From the garden homes to the lofts. Now that I am getting older my sister and her husband from Ohio join me in our yearly visit in the ocean front villas. With win glass in hand we relive our childhood along with the sun set. This is the place to do it.
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