Eighty-seven degrees in the heart of winter
What is it that makes you live on an island paradise under the Caribbean sun, yet never go to the beach for three years? That’s the question I was pondering yesterday looking out at the shimmering sea under clean blue skies with no clouds.
I can give you a dozen easy answers to the question, but I won’t. They’re already sounding trite inside my head. I can tell you for certain what made me appreciate the beach all the more, once I arrived there though.« Continue »
