Sunday, August 26, 2018

Nature island

"What else is there to do?" she pondered in a most annoyed voice. Its Sunday, the Lords day, the day Christopher Columbus discovered ( oh so it says in the history books, but that another story for another Sunday), the island of Dominica. The nature island of the Caribbean.  A land with 365 rivers ( so it has been recorded, have they ever been counted, again another story for another Sunday), should I visit one of the 365 or one of the black sandy beaches.

The beach it is. It was always going to be the beach ( who am I kidding really). Suddenly, with this writing I am not so annoyed anymore. Maybe it is true that writing soothes the soul. Time will tell.

To a black sandy beach it is, on this hot afternoon.

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