Walking through the gates of Kingsbrook at Currency Creek is like walking through a portal into another world of Mediterranean luxe and tennis parties, pimms, perfect espalier and giant placid hounds snoozing on the grass. I love this place. It reminds me of what our farm will look like when we win the MegaLotto and hire Arne Maynard to come over and "do" the garden.
This couple had the kind of effortless laid-back style that transcends those little stresses in life like organizing a sit-down wedding banquet for 120 guests on an open-air terrace. While they got ready, I worked in the shade of an ancient pear tree; diligently poking tulips into urns while resisting the temptation to nick off into the restaurant for a G'n'T to sip in the sunshine.
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