There she is rising, rising still. Life’s best moments capture us in unexpected waves. They sweep us up in a wild tide and deposit us on some foreign shore that didn’t exist, that shouldn’t exist, that exists amidst the madness of our world. A red moon, a warm body, crashing Atlantic waves and star studded blackness become a memory etched, engraved, branded, scorched into a … Continue reading Red Moon
At nights, when sleep abandons me, moments like these fill my wandering mind. Sunset on the West Side Sharing a quick moment with you while I’m on the go. Sara. Continue reading Sunset on the West Side
Fluffs of grey and white clouds are brilliantly back lit by the afternoon sun here in Craig. And me, I’m standing in my backyard looking longingly up, up, up at some coconuts. Frosty coconut water…mmmmm…yum! The coconuts! Sharing a quick moment with you while I’m on the go. Sara. Continue reading Coconut Water!
Floating along Craig trench about 5 mins from the Public Road. For decades the men and women of my family have traversed the Craig trench. It leads to the farmlands which have witnessed their lives and eaten up their strength. The first time I met Craig trench, I sliced through the dark waters for pleasure, not work. To me, the snaking waterway led to adventure … Continue reading The Backlands of Craig Village