The sun is out, there's not a cloud in the sky, and the temperature is cool but not unbearibly so (for a Floridian) and I'm sitting out in, I guess for lack of a better term, the garden of The Bromfield Inn [1].
[The Bromfield Inn, some trees, manicured grass, and a relaxing scene.] I could get used to this. I really could. [2]
The only sound is the babbling of a fountain behind me. And before I could get the camera out, one of Brevard's famous white squirrels [3] scurried past me. The entire scene is making me want to call out, “Jeeves! More tea please!”
A nearby church is giving an improptude concert with the church bells. I wasn't aware that American churches even had bells anymore. How neat!
Our unfortunate review of The Bromfield Inn [4]
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