Her Garden After The Storm
Walk through the MÍIA BOCA garden with the Woman of MÍIA.
Find a collection of poetic reflections and brilliant photography inspired by the fragrance, renewal, and beauty that comes to the House after a Florida storm.
A Step Outside
Heavy clouds roll across the bay.
The garden sheds its coat of gray.
"The storm has passed. The garden is still remembering."
The coastal storm has passed at last.
Thunder's memory in the past.
"Some flowers become more beautiful after the rain. So do some memories."
A Rose Lover's Dream
The Scent Of Wet Stone
The steaming stone has a rich, clean scent.
Wilting flowers no longer bent.
"There is a fragrance that belongs only to that which the rain blesses."
Gardenias In Bloom
Creamy blossom scent responds.
Sipping newly gathered crystal ponds.
"After the rain, the garden could not wait to bloom."
Painted buntings shake feathers dry
Beneath a washed and brilliant sky.
"The first sign that the storm had ended was not the sunlight. It was the song."
The Birds Return
Rain On The Veranda
An anole leaps to catch the sun.
A quiet healing has begun.
"Some moments ask nothing of us except that we remain long enough to notice."
The Shining After The Storm
The salt is gone. Air sharp and sweet.
Wild waves and tangled shoreline meet.
"The garden is brighter after the storm. It is as though the rain has polished the entire world."
Hibiscus opens vibrant red.
The living earth lifts its grateful head.
"The storm had passed. Nature's beauty is refreshed."
What Remains After The Rain
One House. One Fragrance. One Beautiful Life.