we spent the morning of my love's thirtieth birthday walking about jardin marjorelle, an enchanting botanical garden abloom with water lilies and lotus flowers, burbling streams and chatty birds. we wandered in and out of palm groves, admiring art deco and moorish charms and finding shade under orange trees heavy with fruit. it was partly a way to explore beyond the walls of the medina, and mostly a respite from the african sun.
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