When I was in school I heard about four seasons, winter, spring, summer and fall, and I was told that it was different for us in the Caribbean where we only had two, wet and dry. When I asked when they were, I was told to “look and see”. The wet and the...
Colours of Christmas The Colours of Christmas come with Moko Jumbies walking on long sticks with big strides, on 10-foot tall stilts, and covered in a patchwork of bright billowing fabrics bedazzled with small flashing mirrors woven into their fluttering garments....
September 2022 Of Life and Love Nevis is alive! Her people, her friends, our family, our guests, all are finally able to come back home and life got big again. It has been a summer of life. Hermitage became a hub. The kitchen was busy producing spreads of West...
The airport runway on Nevis runs directly along the beach, and halfway down the middle reaching off into the sea is an old wooden pier with a rusted crane. The pier is locked in a bay, bound by a reef, and inaccessible by car or by boat. It stands in the water, on...
We have ponds of water throughout our garden where the waterlilies grow, where the herons perch, where the wild donkeys and roaming livestock come to drink when the yard is still. They are made from raw iron; demi-spheres of various sizes, some broken, some tipped...
Beneath the sands of the beach at Gallows Bay, near the pier of our primary port Charlestown, lies the wreckage that time has buried on our shores; the iron, steel and heavy wooden timbers of the ships and the ruins that describe another age. It’s a field of debris...
