In an effort to keep the beauty of my island home and all that is wonderful in my world in mind as the ugliness of life and death intrudes, I’m posting more photos today and saying little.
My amazing son, Sam
A big, bird-poop spattered tortoise enjoying the attention (?) of my family.
A sooty tern, up close and personal with a potential for poop spattering
My lovely family on a lovely beach on Bird Island
From my veranda at home, the Ent that lives at the bottom of my garden pointing at the hidded treasure on the hill opposite. (One day I’ll follow his finger and dig it up.)
A collection of my short stories:
I'm in this one, too ...
And I'm in here, as well ...
Paradise Preoccupied 