Tomorrow we go back to Massachusetts. I'll miss the lush courtyards of South Beach--fringed palms and balconies. When I think of Boston, I think of cobblestones and brick--a cooler charm. With a little luck, I 'll keep some of the slower rhythm of our Flamingo Park neighborhood, where the playgrounds are filled with children, people actually stroll, and at twilight sit in the park, reading.
