There were no belfries anywhere in sight but that did not stop the fruit eating, wing flapping, throat screeching foxlike locals from taking up residence in the tree next door. For the most part they were good neighbors, kept the music down, their garden tidy and were not partial to dropping burnouts in the street […]
Read More
There is a blue out there in the open ocean that can’t be described. When that black water is filled with a luminous glow, the bright sunlight reflected by millions and millions of tiny particles suspended. That blue glow, softly caressing, beguiling, comforting me, encouraging me to follow, down and down and down to follow […]
Read More
I’m not the only one drawn to the mystery of the nooks and crannies of the world. Just like me these paddlers want to know what’s inside Swallows Cave. Just like me the darkness piques their curiosity, leads them to explore the cracks and the fissures and the places the light can’t reach. A short […]
Read More
We came across a few of these Yellow Paper Wasps, Polistes olivaceus, while in Tonga. A couple hung around our house, often cruising through the un-shuttered kitchen before heading out into the trees again. I do wonder how they came to be here. Did they hitch-hike on some vessel or were they blown by the […]
Read More
Blue water fan, a Tongan man, returning to his place of birth. Searching eye, a pirates smile, you’ve chosen to share your self. Ballerina you should have seen him dancing in that blue. Now he’s with me, always with me, tiny dancer in my head. Oh how it feels surreal being here, remembering you, only […]
Read More