Thursday, March 5, 2015

Hibiscus farm

Jamaica water is everywhere here. Its mass produced. That could only mean one thing. Somewhere in the world, probably in Mexico, there is a hibiscus farm. I want to go there. Maybe live there. Can you imagine?

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