Sylene has been pushing for me to join Instagram  for a long time. A LONG, LONG TIME. She finally pushed hard enough, snatched my tablet away and hooked a girl up. You know, This Instagram thing is not too bad! I like it! Follow me, if you'd like! I promise not to post 20 photos of my cat in a bow tie. He's more of a fedora person.

What's your Instagram handle?


I like this dress. It makes me think of good things. It's how I imagine the first day of spring would feel after a cold winter. When the blossoms are just beginning to burst and the leaves are tender. It's the cool shade of a large tree on a hot summer afternoon. It is the memory of that moment just after the rain has stopped falling, when the grass is greener than it's ever been and the earth is cleaner than it's ever had the courage to be.

 "In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.” 
~Albert Camus, The Stranger

Yeah, I like this dress.It's like all my favourite childhood memories have decided to give me a hug.

 

I'm off to bed. I have an invincible pounding at the back of my head, and my nose aches! I have never in my life had a nose ache! A nose ache?? Seriously body?

Lately, my evenings have  been spent inside, tangled up in a good book, watching real crime dramas on T.V or glued to my laptop. I've been ignoring natures pleas to come out and play, until today. Today was absolutely gorgeous. It was ridiculously good weather. So I took a break from reading and watching other peoples adventures and went out to have one of my own.

We pulled up some shorts, grabbed a cup of ice, dashed through the door and strolled to a tiny beach, splashed around a bit, then watched the sunset. Am I the only one who thinks that the seaside is really magical at twilight? Whenever the water reflects the glow of the dying sun I'm almost breathless.


 
 

 Do you like my braids? I love them. They're tight aren't they? No I mean it, they.are.tight. I forgot how unbelievably tight and painfully they can be. Sleeping with them is just the worst. The worst! I'm busting my brains trying to remember how to deal with this, I really can't sleep on my face another night! Help me. Please. Do you have any tips, tricks, hints, suggestions? I'd be eternally grateful if you shared a few.

Is it 2014 already? Is it the 6th day of 2014 already? Did I really spend the last two weeks curled up in a ball, eating and drinking, laughing and crying, dancing terribly and singing horribly and being merrier than anyone has a right to? Ahh, well I guess I  did! I hope your holiday was lovely.  Is it too late to wish you and those you love a Happy New Year filled with wonder and passion and laughter and love and adventure?
 It's never to late for that! Is it?

One of the best parts about living in Antigua is being able to go to the beach whenever the craving for a dip in salt water hits. I've been told that I'm a Water-Baby, but I prefer the term Creature of the Seashore.Have you read that book,The Water-Babies

I could stay at the seaside for hours and hours and hours. Just staring, breathing, being. I love the dry, hot breeze. I love the blinding brightness of the sand reflecting the sun. I love the cold, clear waters that cause you to yelp at the first contact. I love it all. 



I have one more week in paradise, and I intend to make the most of it! Just as soon as the wretched headache from the box braids that I'm currently installing goes away.