After the rain

I had somehow missed the memo re the monsoon - who knew? It has been raining for well over a week. Combine that with the unfinished road works and 200 year old houses and you have a muddy, leaky mess! The no shoes in the house rule was strictly enforced and we had to use the back entrance to the house due to the new lake that had emerged from all the rain and the varying road heights at the front entrance. Entering through the back meant that you were inevitably covered in mud from two waterlogged, hyper dogs desperate for attention and a good walk. We discovered the very big downside to having a toddler accustomed to being driven to sleep in the evenings.............hard to get comfortable and relax into lalaland when being soaked while driving on the rather open golf cart. But of course, we don't photograph the nightmares, so I give you the after the rain blossoms. x

The Patina

a

life

well

lived

a

purpose

served

a

heart

a

soul

a

home

The Doctor's Residence

The life of an out island doctor.............perhaps I'm romanticizing it a tad with this image :-) ................But this is where he lives. It's the being on call 24/7/365 that's not so romantic.

If I had gills

..............I'd stay a while longer.

Heaven on earth

My favorite stretch of road, approaching the Glass Windows Bridge......... it never fails to take my breath away.

Gratitude

Thank you sentiments - island style.

celebrations

I love a party - especially a girly, pink, giggly affair. The simple pleasures of balloons and cupcakes, tea sets and bare feet.

my island home

The pilot, seated less than an arms length, though two seats away from me, readied for the landing. The 8 seater, twin prop plane glided in beautifully over crystal clear, aquamarine waters, sparsely populated settlements and only one clearly defined road.......... a definite reminder that we were far from the bustling city we had left a few hours earlier. I got tapped on the shoulder and a little voice seated behind me said "I'm so glad we're home mummy. I'm an island boy you know."

Fragile as.......

Beneath the spikes

and defenses

lies a delicate

and vulnerable place

in all of us.

Go there....

and discover

the beauty

for yourself.

Sea foam

A washed. Lighthearted. Soothing. Weathered. Cool. Fresh. Playful.

Not just a number

I love that the houses here have names rather than numbers. And like a boat, it's considered bad luck to change the name. Can you guess the name of this house?

Treasures from the sea. This might be my all time favourite haul.

Submerged and reflective

"Date Day" on Eleuthera with my husband yields such unexpected pleasures. This week it was tidal pools, sea glass, rope nets and sun bleached pastel plastic crates.........and me in front of, rather than behind the camera.

I've arrived

Blogland.........who knew this is where I was headed?! But do I think I've arrived? Or am I still journeying? How wonderful to be able to share, be it the destination or the journey!