If you asked me to choose a favorite between Miami (my hometown) or Manhattan (my adopted home), I’d typically choose NYC in a heartbeat. But Miami ALWAYS gets the edge in December.
I’m aggressively recharging, but I’ve compiled some snippets of my hometown sojourn below. In the meantime, I’m taking Christmas off — but I’ll be back on Friday.
On a side note, Christmas is always a contemplative time of year. In 2014, I’m particularly grateful for every single one of you reading. Happy holidays!
This trip, I’ve been living in striped shirts.
I look forward to seeing my parents’ pooches every year.
When I’m in Miami, I’m in “chill” mode — so I avoid South Beach like the plague. Instead, I take a lot of walks to Biscayne Bay.
Last handbag purchase for a while.
Growing up, my mom HATED fake Christmas trees. (I seem to recall the word “tacky.”) Guess she changed her tune.
I used to climb this tree as a kid, and now I can’t even reach the branches. Great way to feel old.
This house has an unlimited supply of nuts. (Pun intended.)
You could set you clock to these ibis — they fly southward every evening at sunset.