Emerald

Meera Sethi

While my shoe dried, we drove to a beautiful flower garden about an hour outside of Bandon. Some rich personage, whose name I don't remember, had dreams of creating the next San Francisco out here in the boonies. So he built a great big castle and a gorgeous garden, in the hopes of attracting some tourists to the place. Unfortunately, his plans didn't exactly work out and his house burned down and his wife killed herself or something. And then I came along and totally butchered his life story, as well. Poor man.

But at least we all got to see this picture of the underside of a leaf, eh?

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