Yesterday, I was in the middle of sorting through some dusty letters from the early 1900s when Nani called out to me. If you don’t have a Nani to do awesome stuff like this, you can share mine. What did she want? She gave me a pigeon! Imagine that! She found him in our backyard. Now, Nani is just over 4 feet and she’s very … Continue reading Nani gave me a bird…
This is Craig Sideline Dam. To the left you’ll see a bit of the garbage heap that never dies. I tend to romanticise this dam in my writings. Thought I’d share it. Sharing a quick moment with you while I’m on the go. Sara. Continue reading Craig Sideline Dam
It’s the middle of a super hot GT day. There are multiple fans buzzing about me and outside mini-buses are carrying on their usual noisy dance. I’m here going over documents from the early 1900’s. This bright “organisation” had the grand idea of compiling a history of itself. As you can see from the image here, they didn’t do such a grand job preserving said … Continue reading How history suffers…
See that patched up thing with the tarp and umbrella? Yeah, well that thing is the typical Guyanese “hustlin’ hole”. This is a bread storage stall just outside the Ministry of Human Services and Social Security. At least they’re getting fresh bread out there and at least the vendor mekin’ a lil thing. Sharing a quick moment with you while I’m on the go. Sara. Continue reading De Hustlin’ Hole
Just after sunrise, before Craig Village really wakes up, I like to walk about our yard looking at nani’s flowers. Nothing reminds me of home, of Guyana, of family and life and happiness more than the sight of this flower. Continue reading Nani’s Hibiscus
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