“Postcards from Hermitage is where I write down the things I notice, remember and am told — stories of the house and gardens, of Nevis, of food and weather, weddings and Christmas, neighbours, guests and the odd monkey passing through.
Some are memories. Some are things happening now. Others are stories I was told as a child and never quite wanted to lose.
I add another whenever there is something worth sending home.”
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…
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.
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.
More About Hermitage
These stories are only one way into Hermitage. You can read about the old Great House and the family that came to live here, find your way through the rooms, cottages and villas, or see what is happening around the table.