Monday, November 5, 2012
It was our last day on the beach where we'd been staying with a kind and generous friend who'd helped us through these difficult days of setting up a new life at our winter retreat here in Palm Beach.
And then the moving day came and everything arrived and fit flawlessly into place as if it had all been planned—it HAD all been planned.
These two above views are from the living/ guest area looking into the main living room. The pictures that go under the lights are still with the framer.
We found the Chinese coffee table here in West Palm Beach, just off the famous Dixie Highway.
And the drinks cart is from C. Bell. The photograph, which I bought thirty-five years ago is by Imogen Cunningham—we'd had it in Lucca where it was perhaps under appreciated.
The kitchen worked out perfectly, if not completely as planned.
But the only big problem is here. In that additional room the sleeper sofa, from Restoration Hardware, was too big to fit into the elevator to bring it up here to the 19th floor. What to do? They're talking about bringing in a crane to hoist it up to our balcony. Will it happen? I'll post.